The Dreams Of Caledonia - Caledonia Is The Feminine Spirit Of Scotland Awaiting Her People To Come Back To Her And Free Her And In Turn Be Freed By Her - From False Chains Of Union Poem by Paddy Scott Hogg

I see her hold the morning, wi’ tears in her eyes,
I see her in the rays as the sun climbs o’er the rise,
I see her on the mountains, where wild winds blow
I see her by the forest stream, where bluebells grow
I see her in the gloamin, when the sun sets on the sea
She’s the spirit o’ Caledonia, longin to be free

Oh oh oh let the drums begin
Oh oh oh one battle left to win
Oh oh oh We’ve got to make a stand
Win back Caledonia, our heartland.

I was brought up to be proud o’ a’ the work I’ve done
To be honest and hard working, like father like son.
We worked by sweat-an-toil, to fish the wildest seas
Freedom, it was in our veins, just like a summer breeze.
Rugged as the headland, he taught me right from wrong
This land it is our homeland, and to us it should belong

The spirit of Caledonia runs deep within my veins
In my head and heart, it is she alone who reigns.
Her native tongue’s neglected, her Independence lost
Her resources stolen by the rich, the poor man pays the cost
Her children are exploited; tied, taxed, and bound
Her country owned by foreigners, we've not an inch of ground

The Dreams of Caledonia are to see her people free
Free from fear and hunger, to live with dignity
Her food can feed our children; her fuel will keep us warm
Her wealth will build us houses, protection from the storm
We are her sons and daughters; brothers, sisters too
The time is come to stand up an’ make her dreams come true