I went for a walk in the mist today in a beautiful Highland glen, off the beaten track away I met some Highland men. They were dressed the old way all battle scarred each had a claymore by his side, I could tell for them life had been hard but they wore their plaid with pride. I stood there in the mist today the leader beckoned me near, it seems he had something to say he gave no cause for fear. When the Duke called us all to arms, we answered without delay, we left behind family farms for battles far away. Each man here proved his mettle passed the ultimate test, each man here died in battle we all came home to rest. The Duke had burned every home scattered our families wide, it seems we're all doomed to roam this bleating countryside. I stood there in the mist today full of disbelief, it seems a loyal soldier's pay was misery and grief. If it takes ten thousand years we'll wait till a Duke comes by this way, then his line will share our fate in this demented way. I went for a walk in the mist today in a beautiful Highland glen, I fell down on my knees to pray for all those highland men View My Guestbook Sign My Guestbook Featured Music: "A Man's A Man For A' That" Lyrics Is there for honest poverty That hangs his head and a' that? The coward slave, we pass him by We daur be puir for a' that. For a' that, and a' that Our toils obscure, and a' that The rank is but the guinea's stamp The man's the gowd for a' that. Ye see yon birkie ca'd a lord Wha struts, and stares and a' that Tho' hundreds worship at his word He's but a coof for a' that. For a' that, and a' that His ribbon, star and a' that the man o' independence mind He looks and laughs at a' that. A king can make a belted knight A marquis, duke and a' that But an honest man's aboon his micht Gude faith, he maunna fa' all that For a' that, and a' that Their dignities and a' that The pith o' sense and pride o' worth Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may As come it will for a' that That sense and worth o'er a' the earth May bear the gree and a' that For a' that, and a' that It's coming yet, for a' that When man to man the world o'er Shall brithers be for a' that. Copyright 2004, Frank McNie All Rights Reserved Graphic Design by: Jan