Where the royal stag once stood so proud
And the bagpipes played free and loud
The kilt and claymore were worn with pride
The clans gathered on the cold mountainside

Yet still my lonely spirit soars - In the hearts of highland men
Among the mountains and the glens - In the hearts of highland men
The voice of Wallace it still roars - In the hearts of highland men
Among the mountains and the glens - In the hearts of highland men

This is the story of one brave man
Who's life was given to free his land
A man who's name is now spoken with pride
As the clans gather on the cold mountainside

From Scotland's battle fields to the gates of York
For his people he gallantly fought
The blood stained heather now calls his name
William Wallace, you did not die in vain