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I am Miss Pancake Taylor. I have come from very far away to take care of my family Craig and Zita and Niamh and Emmet. Sometimes I have helpers; my friends the Blackthorn-Badgers. They are very old Scotsmen. I am very glad to meet you.

Tuesday, 24 April 2012

Born beyond The Border

Some set sail for Africa with bibles in their hands
Some were forced to the Colonies to build a new Heartland
Even those on the work of the Lord could scarce forbear to weep
But the bitterest tears were shed by those who made way for the sheep

Chorus: Though were born beyond the border don't say we don't belong
Weve a legacy of Bruce and Wallace too
Were the children of the Clearances the wanderers old and young
And the heart and soul of Scotland just like you

The names, the songs, the stories and the measure of their loss
Formed lullabies for children born beneath the Southern Cross
All across the mighty Rockies to the wide Pacific shore
The names of home, old towns reborn, spring into life once more

Chorus:

Though were born beyond the border don't say we don't belong
Weve a legacy of Bruce and Wallace too
Were the children of the Clearances the wanderers old and young
And the heart and soul of Scotland just like you

So when you sing of the Great White Sheep this you must also know
While Scotland mourns her tragedy it was us that had to go
In exile now far away from the land of their Races birth
Were a living flag of Andrew scattered all across the Earth

Chorus:

Though were born beyond the border don't say we don't belong
Weve a legacy of Bruce and Wallace too Were the children of the
Clearances the wanderers old and young
And the heart and soul of Scotland just like you

Maggie Innes/Gordon Menzies

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