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Thursday, April 29, 2010

Happy Birthday Daniel, Scottish Chief of Clan Wallace

*strums her lyre* Now me fine sair, as it 'tis ye birthday, I have a fine bit o' a tune for ye.*clears throat and begins to sing in a fine Irish voice*

Oh, better far to live and die
Under the Scotch flag ye fly,
Than play a bloody British part,
With a Scottish head and a scottish heart!
Fighting off the cheating world go you,
Where English all are well-to-do;
But ye’ll be true to the song ye sing,
And live and die a Scottish Chief!

For ye is a Scottish Chief!
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief!

For ye are a Scottish Chief!

Chorus:
You are!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!

Me Lovely Self:
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief.

Chorus.
It is!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!

Me Lovely Self:
When he sallies forth to seek his prey
He helps himself in a royal way.
He kills plenty o' the British , it’s true,
As a well-bred monarch ought to do;
But many a Chief on a first-class throne,
If he wants to call his crown his own,
Must manage somehow to get through
More dirty work than ever ye do,

For ye are a Scottish Chief!
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief!

For ye are a Scottish Chief!

Chorus.
You are!
Hurrah for the Scottish Chief!

My Lovely Self:
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief.

All:
It is!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!


*finishes and bows*

And a fine birthday to ye sair!

~ Rose, the Wandering Irish Minstrel

2 comments:

JT, King Valun , and the Phantom said...

I know that tune. The real song is "I am a pirate king" by Gilbert and Sullivan. but you would know that, anyway, if you borrowed it. Pretty good anyway.

The Scarlet Pimpernel said...

Thank you very much.