Scots wha´ ha´e, Scots wha´ ha´e
Hear the voice of Scotland, Scots wha´ ha´e
Scots wha´ ha´e, Scots wha´ ha´e
Screamin´ from the Highlands, Scots wha´ ha´e

Scots wha´ ha´e wi´ Wallace bled
Scots wham Bruce has aften led
Welcome to yer gory bed or to a victory

Now´s the day, now´s the hour
See the front of battle lour
See approach Edwards power
Chains and slavery

Wha´ can be a traitor knave
Wha´ can fill a coward´s grave
Wha´ sae base to be a slave
Let them turn and flee

Scots wha´ ha´e, Scots wha´ ha´e
Hear the voice of Scotland, Scots wha´ ha´e
Scots wha´ ha´e, Scots wha´ ha´e
Screamin´ from the Highlands, Scots wha´ ha´e

In a kilt with a Claymor at my side
Don´t ye make me take it out of it´s sheath
I´ll stick it in ya

In a kilt with a Claymor at my side
Clenched gauntlet ´round a black bottle neck gittin´ it in ya
So git it doon ya

Wha´ ha´e!

Lay the proud usurpers low
Tyrants fall in every foe
Liberty´s in every blow
Let us do or die

Wha´ for Scotland´s king and law
Freedom´s sword will stron´ly draw
Free ones fight, free ones fall
But they will be free

Scots wha´ ha´e, Scots wha´ ha´e
Hear the voice of Scotland, Scots wha´ ha´e
Scots wha´ ha´e, Scots wha´ ha´e
Screamin´ from the Highlands, Scots wha´ ha´e
Scots wha´ ha´e
Scots! Wha´ ha´e!
Scots wha´ ha´e
Scots! Wha´ ha´e!