Scotland Tee

1. A nation : one of two kingdoms (one of four countries) in the United Kingdom 2. A land : northern part of Great Britain (largest island in the british isles) and associated smaller islands 3. A landscape : bloomin' heather, bold mountains, sea lochs, drizzle, sheep, stags wild haggi, and kilted men 4. Our Home : " In zero 79 A.D. the Romans sailed across the sea and they settled in the south. But when they headed north they found a people proud and strong Steaped in fire with passionate song who would not bend and would belong to no one but the land they called their home Our home, a cold and windy home Our home, that would not bend to Rome No matter where I ever roam I’ll carry something of our home Our home, a brisk and stony home Our home, that would not bend to Rome. No matter where I ever roam I’ll carry something of our home And when the Romans turned and fled ‘twas us that sent them hence : The celts, the picts, the people they had tried to hamper with a fence We scaled the walls and crossed the waters Chased the romans back to Rome And with the huns, the goths, the meaty Briskly took apart their home, our home, our home Our home, a cold and windy home Our home, that would not bend to Rome. The birth place of our bones, the television and the phone Our home, a proud and angry home Our home, where people piss and moan No matter where I ever roam I’ll carry something of our home And then in 500 AD the scots fled o’er the Irish seas and founded dalriada In time the holy father st. coulmba joined the picts, the scots: all celts together ‘gainst the norse And Scotland that we proudly claim to honour and respect became our home Our home , a cold and windy home We crowned our kings upon a stone Our home, the birthplace of our bones, the television and the phone Our home, we cherish what’s our home Our home, a sweet and loving home No matter where I ever roam I’ll carry something of our home Our home, a cold and windy home Our home, that would not bend tae Rome. No matter where I ever roam I’ll carry something of our home Our home a brisk and stony home, That would not bend to rome No matter where I ever roam I’ll carry something of our home." - the martians