Intro: Bb5 - Eb5 - F5 - Bb5 Verse 1 Bb5 Let Italy boast of her gay gilded waters, Eb5 Bb5 F5 Her vines and her bowers and her soft sunny skies. Bb5 Her sons drinking love, from the eyes of her daughters, Eb5 Bb5 F5 Bb5 A5 G5 Where freedom expires amid softness and sighs. Chorus F5 Bb5 Scotland's blue mountains wild, where hoary cliffs are piled, C5 Bb5 G5 F5 Towering in grandeur are dearer tae me. Bb5 Land of the misty cloud, land of the tempest loud, Eb5 Bb5 F5 Bb5 Eb5 Bb5 F5 Bb5 Land of the brave and proud, land of the free. Verse 2 Enthroned on the peak of her own highland mountains, The spirit of Scotia reigns fearless and free. Her green tartan waving o'er blue rock and fountain, And proudly she sings, looking over the sea. Chorus 2 Here among my mountains wild, I have serenely smiled, When armies and empires against me were hurled. Firm as my native rock I have withstood the shock, Of England, of Denmark, of Rome and the world. C5 Verse 3 C5 But see how proudly her war steeds are prancing, F5 C5 G5 Deep groves of steel trodden down in their path. C5 The eyes of my sons like their bright swords are glancing, F5 C5 G5 C5 B5 A5 Triumphantly riding through ruin and death. Chorus 3 G5 C5 Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs, D5 C5 A5 G5 Deepeyed in gore is the green tartan's wave. C5 Shivering are the ranks of steel, dire is the horseman's wheel, F5 C5 G5 C5 Victorious in battlefield Scotland the brave. Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs, Deepeyed in gore is the green tartan's wave. Shivering are the ranks of steel, dire is the horseman's wheel, Victorious in battlefield Scotland the brave. Victorious in battlefield Scotland the brave.