He battled for freedom, with a mighty sword
And by his people, he was well adored
They stole his maiden's life, and countless more I'm told
Any means to capture him, a feud from times of old
Wallace had a legion, of men who toiled and ploughed
The bravest men of Scotland, they did their country proud
The English had their horses, and archers all long bowed
They met d**h by the thousands, a debt their kingdom owed
His highness was incensed, an act he did abhor
Sir William had him drawn, a stroke of his claymore
He had to have him snared, he sent the Queen along
But she caught a different view, she new Ed had it wrong
In effect he gave his life, seized for a selfish reason
William Wallace, he never gave in, did ne'er commit English treason
His name it lives on,
To sing freedoms song,
And remembered for Eternity's season.