Hark when the night is falling
Hear! hear the pipes are calling,
Loudly and proudly calling,
Down thro' the glen.
There where the hills are sleeping,
Now feel the blood a-leaping,
High as the spirits of the old Highland men.
Chorus:
Towering in gallant fame,
Scotland my mountain hame!
High may your proud standards gloriously wave!
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the shining river,
Land of my heart for ever!
Scotland the brave!

2. High in the misty Highlands,
Out by the purple islands,
Brave are the hearts that beat
Beneath Scottish skies.
Wild are the winds to meet you,
Staunch are the friends that greet you,
Kind as the love that shines from fair maiden's eyes.
Chorus:

3. Far off in sunlit places,
Sad are the Scottish faces,
Yearning to feel the Kiss
Of sweet Scottish rain.
Where tropic skies are beaming,
Love sets the heart a-dreaming,
Longing and dreaming for the homeland again.
Chorus:

4. Hot as a burning ember,
Flaming in bleak December
Burning within the hearts
Of clansmen afar!
Calling to home and fire,
Calling the sweet desire,
Shining a light that beckons from every star!
Chorus:

Cliff Hanley (1923-1999)

The lyrics were composed by Cliff Hanley and set to an old pipe tune. The music is traditional and old. There have been many lyrics and adaptations to this wonderful melody. Cliff Hanley was a leading Scottish writer and broadcaster. At Christmas 1951, he wrote his own lyrics to this magnificent melody at the request of Robert Wilson, who at the time was performing in a musical show at the Glasgow Empire Theatre. Cliff wrote the new lyrics and the piece was used to close the first half of the show. Since then it has become one of the main contenders for the Scottish National Anthem.  

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