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Hark where the night is falling hark hear the pipes a calling Loudly and proudly calling down thru the glen There where the hills are sleeping Now feel the blood a leaping High as the spirits of the old highland men Towering in gallant fame Scotland my mountain hame High may your proud standards gloriously wave Land of my high endeavor Land of the shining river Land of my heart forever, Scotland the Brave High in the misty mountains Out by the purple highlands Brave are the hearts that beat beneath Scottish skies Wild are the winds to meet you Staunch are the friends that greet you Kind as the love that shines from fair maidens eyes |
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