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.