Here's one - a song for the faint hearted. :)
Come A' Ye Big Fearties.
Chorus: Come a' ye big fearties, Scots women and men,
And let Scotland the brave, be brave once again,
Like Bruce and like Wallace, wha focht and wha bled,
Think nae on yersel but yer country instead.

In times lang ago oor freedom was won,
By those wha stood shoulder tae shoulder as one.
We're nae askin for blood, or death once again,
Nae a stroke o' the sword, jist a stroke o' the pen.
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There are some here among us, wha's hairts are but faint,
And ithers wha think there's nae cause for complaint.
Some wid spread panic and fears roon and roon,
For their ain selfish ends, they wid pit Scotland doon.
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For knighthoods and lordships these passionless men,
A new parcel of rogues would sell us again.
But the time is fast coming, tae dae what we can,
And reach for the future, a brave new Scotland.
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