Sons of Alba
Let us go to the place that we belong
Let us be where the bloodline is strong
Deep in my heart like the beating of the drum
Always remember where you are from
We are the sons, the sons of the Alba
We are the offspring of the Bruce
We are the root where the jaggy thistle grows
We are the mountain where the icy river flows
Let us be where the golden eagle flies
Let us soar like that bird up in the sky
Deep in my heart like the beating of the drum
Always remember where you are from
We are the sons, the sons of the Alba
We are the offspring of the Bruce
We are the root where the jaggy thistle grows
We are the mountain where the icy river flows
Wherever you wander, wherever you may roam
Always remember there's no place like home
Deep in my heart like the beating of the drum
Always remember where you are from
We are the sons, the sons of the Alba
We are the offspring of the Bruce
We are the root where the jaggy thistle grows
We are the mountain where the icy river flows
We are the sons, the sons of the Alba
We are the offspring of the Bruce
We are the root where the jaggy thistle grows
We are the mountain where the icy river flows
We are the sons, the sons of the Alba
We are the offspring of the Bruce
We are the root where the jaggy thistle grows
We are the mountain where the icy river flows
Let us be where the bloodline is strong
Deep in my heart like the beating of the drum
Always remember where you are from
We are the sons, the sons of the Alba
We are the offspring of the Bruce
We are the root where the jaggy thistle grows
We are the mountain where the icy river flows
Let us be where the golden eagle flies
Let us soar like that bird up in the sky
Deep in my heart like the beating of the drum
Always remember where you are from
We are the sons, the sons of the Alba
We are the offspring of the Bruce
We are the root where the jaggy thistle grows
We are the mountain where the icy river flows
Wherever you wander, wherever you may roam
Always remember there's no place like home
Deep in my heart like the beating of the drum
Always remember where you are from
We are the sons, the sons of the Alba
We are the offspring of the Bruce
We are the root where the jaggy thistle grows
We are the mountain where the icy river flows
We are the sons, the sons of the Alba
We are the offspring of the Bruce
We are the root where the jaggy thistle grows
We are the mountain where the icy river flows
We are the sons, the sons of the Alba
We are the offspring of the Bruce
We are the root where the jaggy thistle grows
We are the mountain where the icy river flows
Credits
Writer(s): Dougie Wilkinson
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