Roses of Prince Charlie (Ronnie Browne) Come now, gather now, here where the flowers grow, White is the blossom as the snow on the ben, Hear now, freedom's call, we'll make a solemn vow, Now by the Roses of Prince Charlie. Fight again at Bannockburn yer battle axe tae wield, Fight wi' yer grandsires at Flodden's bloody field, Fight at Culloden, the Bonnie Prince tae shield, Fight, by the Roses of Prince Charlie. Spirits of the banished in far and distant lands Carved out the new world wi' sweat, blood and hand Return now in glory and on the silver sand Fight, by the Roses of Prince Charlie. Tak' yer strength fae the green fields that blanket peat and coal Ships fae the Clyde have a nation in their hold The water of life, some men need tae mak' them bold Black gold And fishes fae the sea, man. Copyright The Corries (Music) Ltd. PH apr97
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