Wake alone in the hills   With the wind in your face   It's good to be proud and be part of a race that is part of a clan   And to live on highlands   And the air that you breath   So pure and so clean   When alone on the hills   With the wind in your hair   And a longing to feel   Just to be free      Is it right to believe   In the need to be free   It's a time when you die and without asking why   Can't you see what they do?   They are grinding us down   They are taking our land   That belongs to the clans   Not alone with a dream   Just a want to be free   With a need to belong   I am a clansman      Freedom      It's a time wrought with fear   It's a land wrought with change   If ancestors could hear what is happening now   They would turn in their graves   They would all be ashamed   That the land of the free   Has been written in chains   And I know what I want   When the timing is right   And I'll take what is mine   I am the clansman      And I swear to defend   I'll fight to the end   And I swear that I'll never be taken alive   And I know that we'll stand   And we'll fight for our land   And I swear that my bairns   Will be born free      No, No we can't let them take anymore   No we can't let them take anymore   We've the land of the free      Repeat any lyrics as necessary