Barbara Dickson - Parcel of Rogues lyrics

Farewell tae a' oor Scottish fame Farewell oor ancient glory Farewell even tae oor Scottish name Sae famed in martial story Noo Sark runs o'er the Solway Sands And Tweed runs tae the ocean Tae mark where England's province stands Such a parcel of rogues in a nation What force or guile could ne'er subdue Through many warlike ages Is wrought now by a coward few For hireling traitors wages The English steel we could disdain Secure in valour's station But English gold has been our bane Such a parcel of rogues in a nation Oh would or I had seen the day That treason thus could fell us My auld grey heid had lain in clay Wi' Bruce and loyal Wallace But pith and power, till my last hour I'll mak' this declaration We are bought and sold for English gold Such a parcel of rogues in a nation