(spoken)
I wonder what you felt inside
As they dragged you through foreign streets
The townsfolk spat venom at you
As churchmen took their seats
And did you think of your Motherland
As you stood there center stage
Or did you feel suppression, Dear Sir,
Like an animal in a cage?
I wonder what you felt inside
As they hung you by your throat
Through tear-welled eyes you looked out
As the crowd began to gloat.
And when they cut you down
So that your body slammed the ground
Did you pray to God for strength, Dear Sir,
To fight another round?
I wonder what you felt inside
When you burned with ropes pulled tight
Did you see the glee upon their faces
As they watched you lose the fight?
And when every inch of your body cried out
With the burning, searing pain,
Did it ever cross your mind, Dear Sir,
"Was it all in vain"?
I wonder what you felt inside
When you met the butcher's blade
Did you see their blank expressions
As they watched your life-force fade?
Or did your soul break free from the pain and the hurt
To a pine covered glen
And will you ever know, Dear Sir,
What a hero you became?
Aye, will you ever know, Dear Sir,
What a hero you became?
(shouted)
Don't fear their cannons or their muskets!
Charge with me!
We fight for what we love!
We fight for our country!
Scotsmen!
Charge, For Scotland!