red lion famed and feared of old on scotland s battlefield the blazon of her banner fold the scutcheon of her shield meet emblem of her heroes whom thou ledd st to battle forth and ledd st to triumph or a tomb red lion of the north the warlike pict the wandering dane oft thou mast made to mourn and sterner glories dyed thy name the blood of bannockburn on later fields in many a clime hast thou pawed proudly forth triumphant as of olden time red lion of the north the chieftain s cairn the martyr s grave where sleep the heroic dead may ne er the footstep of a slave profane them with their tread nor vainly may the future see our armed hosts go forth beneath st andrew s cross and thee red lion of the north the ancient mind the ancient might still may our hills produce to wield the sword of wallace wight the battle axe of bruce the soul to love the minstrel s lore and prize the patriot s worth the spirit of the years of yore red lion of the north high honour unto thine and thee for never shalt thou wave but from the flag staff of the free the banner of the brave and by thy glories in the past when scotland bears thee forth stand thou for freedom first and last red lion of the north