Scots Abroad
Lyrics by Ian McCalman
'Throughout the centuries Scots have made their mark the world over.'
They built the bridges and the tunnels
Climbed the hills that bear their names
Always first to charge in battle
And the first to charge again
You can recognise their accent
And they’ll tell you that you’re wrong
But there is no mistaking where they’re from
In the middle of the deepest jungle
There they are again
I flew across to China
And they met me off the plane
Where ever they may live
They look like they belong
But there is no mistaking where they’re from
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They’re from the streets of Aberdeen
And the small border towns
From the Hebridean Islands
And all the country round
They travelled to a new land
And they sing a different song
But there is no mistaking where they’re from
There’s a nurse at the mission
With the doctor standing by
The old man in the corner
With a sad whiskey eye
The tea planter’s widow
She’s been waiting here so long
But there is no mistaking where they’re from
Some are good some are bad
The angels and the thieves
The explorer who finds the land
And never ever leaves
The weary adventurer
Who just keeps moving on
But there is no mistaking where they’re from
They’re the ones who write the stories
And they never hesitate
To face up to the challenges
And punch above their weight
They live in every country
And they look like they belong
But there is no mistaking where they’re from
