Of our ancestors, brave true ancient Scots Whose glorious shields knew no bars no blots But blood untained circled every vein And every thing ignoble did disdain In the fifteenth century a poet was born He could never see the light from outside his eyes All he needed was his mind and a convincing heart Of such illustrations patriots and bold Who stoutly did maintain our rights of old Who their malicious, and inveterate foes With sword in hand, did gallantly oppose Blind Harry! Your vision has inspired many people Blind Harry! Pioneer of this deep heart feeling Immortal are your writings Still encouraging a nation Noble man still alive The country is saluting you In the fifteenth century a poet was born He could never see the light from outside his eyes All he needed was his mind and a convincing heart Of such illustrations patriots and bold Who stoutly did maintain our rights of old Who their malicious, and inveterate foes With sword in hand, did gallantly oppose Blind Harry! Your vision has inspired many people Blind Harry! Pioneer of this deep heart feeling Blind Harry! Immortal are your writings Blind Harry! Still encouraging a nation Blind Harry! Blind Harry! Blind Harry! Blind Harry!