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I am William Wallace, my life was a mystery
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Some say born 1272, some say 1263
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Was dad Malcolm of Pasley
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Maybe Alan from Ayr?
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Do I have a wife or no?
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Do you really care?
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They say I had a big red beard
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But all you need to know
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I was a Scottish rebel
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And the English were my foe
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William Wallace, Scottish Rebel
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"This is war", I cried
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Many English fought me
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And many English died
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I took against the English back when I was fairly wee
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Because an Englishman called Selby
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Bullied my whole family
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It upset me so I struck him
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Dead. Well wouldn't you
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Then an English sheriff came along
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Guess what I killed him too
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They say he killed my wife
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So he deserved what he got
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Then England's King Ed came for me
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Oh I'm scared - not
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William Wallace, Scottish Rebel
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Possibly 6 foot 7
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But all that really matters is
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I sent Englishmen to heaven
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40,000 English came
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To Stirling Bridge for me
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They had to cross a narrow bridge
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To get to us you see
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And pushed them back
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It was no contest
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Bridge collapsed
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Hundreds drowned
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Of course I killed the rest
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I celebrated Stirling Bridge
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Another Scottish win
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By decorating my sword
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With an English General's skin
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William Wallace, Scottish Rebel
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Scottish legend too
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Fought for Scottish freedom
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Was a hero through and through
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Here's were my rebel story comes unstuck
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At Falkirk defeated
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Ran out of luck
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Spent seven years
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Playing hide and seek
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Captured, sent to London
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Tried for treason, what a cheek
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King Ed hanged me, then a lovely touch
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Pulled my guts out, guess he didn't like me much
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Yeah! William Wallace, Scottish Rebel
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In Scotland my heart lived
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Though sadly my head wounded up
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On a spike at London Bridge
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