Song Lyrics: "A SON OF SCOTLAND IS GONE"

Greetings and Salutations to All my Kith and Kin and All the Ships in Outer Space:

Here is a song I composed in honor of the late Dr. John William Philp Henderson of Fordell, Chief of the Name and Arms of Clan Henderson, who left this world on 27 September 2004 in Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia.

I am posting it at the web site of my personal journal, "OUR ETERNAL STRUGGLE", in honor of my cousin, Lane Trueblood, as the lyrics are particularly apropos.

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A SON OF SCOTLAND IS GONE

Words and Music by:

John Robert "SAIGON" Mallernee

Wednesday 29 September 2004

VERSE # 1:

The flowers of the forest

Are bonny in the sunlight,

Painting bright colors

On lea, braes, and glen.

Surrounded by heather,

The burn lightly babbles.

All birdies and creatures

Hae something they ken.

CHORUS:

A son of Scotland is gone,

And kinsmen will greet, keen, and moan.

Each heart is a flame

To honor the name,

For the clan lives forever and on.

Our clan lives forever and on.

VERSE # 2:

Our clan will awaken

At the skirl of the war pipes;

Ancient tradition

Observed e'en today.

In this solemn moment

Of flowers of the forest,

Each heart in the clan

Will respectfully pray.

VERSE # 3:

From hielands, and low lands,

And all the misty islands,

The blood of our warriors

And chieftains would roam.

As the dew and wee birdies

Announce each Scottish morning,

It's written each man

And his life hae their gloam.

VERSE # 4:

Our clan is united

By centuries of legend.

The virtue of heroes

Is told in our lore.

Our badge and our tartan

Which we are proudly wearing

Inspire us to follow

Our forebears of yore.

CONCLUDE:

Each heart is a flame

To honor the name,

For the clan lives forever,

Forever and ever.

Our clan lives forever

And on.

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Thank you.

John Robert Mallernee, KB3KWS
Official Bard of Clan Henderson
Armed Forces Retirement Home
Washington, D.C. 20011-8400

"My personal opinions are independent of my Scottish clan."