Scots Greys - Sons of the Ghillie Dhu

Lyrics

In the fields of Waterloo, where history was made,
Underneath the banner of courage they displayed.
The Scots Grey rode forth, their blades gleaming bright,
With valor in their hearts, they charged into the fight.

Oh, the Scots Grey, thundering through the fray,
Their charge struck fear, as they led the way.
But they rode too far, into the enemy's grasp,
Yet their spirit burned bright, in the Waterloo clash.

Against the French troops, they made their stand,
Shockwaves of bravery rippled through the land.
But as they pressed on, in their daring spree,
They charged too deep, into the enemy.

Oh, the Scots Grey, thundering through the fray,
Their charge struck fear, as they led the way.
But they rode too far, into the enemy's grasp,
Yet their spirit burned bright, in the Waterloo clash.

In the heat of battle, Gordons Highlanders came,
Clutching the stirrups, they joined in the same.
United in valor, they fought side by side,
But the tide of battle turned, and fate did decide.

Amidst the fierce fray, their leader fell,
The Scots Grey's spirit, a tolling bell.
Forced to retreat from the battle's might,
Their valor tested in the fading light.

Oh, the Scots Grey, thundering through the fray,
Their charge struck fear, as they led the way.
But they rode too far, into the enemy's grasp,
Yet their spirit burned bright, in the Waterloo clash.

In the annals of history, their courage proclaimed,
The Scots Grey's valor, forever untamed.
Though Waterloo's field saw them forced to yield,
Their spirit endures, on every battlefield.