I’m Coming Home ©

I did not close my eyes for the last time under Caledonia’s skies
With my good friends gathered all around me to say their last goodbyes.
But I will not be forgotten - in the heart of every Scot I still live on
Now it’s time to fly the Saltire high my spirit’s coming home

I’m coming home – back where I belong
I’m coming home – my spirit’s coming home

They tore apart my body so I could not rise on judgement day
But what they did not realise is now I’ll never go away
And I’m coming back to the land I love and the people I hold dear
To Scotland, St. Andrew and freedom

I’m coming home – back where I belong
I’m coming home – my spirit’s coming home

I’m returning after all this time to Caledonian skies
To the country we died for so our nation would survive
Once again to stand beside the people I hold dear
For Scotland, St Andrew and freedom