Thanks for the link. Ah kythe the wairds weel... but the sang itsel is brilliant. It's a parody o the lang-standin popular idolatry o tartan heroes an aa.

Here's the refrain:

"Wha's like us? Damn few an they're aa deid.
When ye think we'll lose, success is guaranteed.
When winning is sairten, watch us bleed--
Wha's like us? Damn few an they're aa deid."

An the first verse:

"Lost causes found a hame in Scotland the Brave
Dashing thro the heather--or hiding in a cave
We took a drunken Frenchman and tried tae mak him king--
What dae we say when he runs away? "Will ye no come back again..."

I'll post a query & see if I can track the author doon. Just thocht ye micht ken!