The Clansman - Live At Rock in Rio '01

A song for everybody out there

A song based in medieval Scotland, called The Clansman

The song is about freedom

Should be something familiar to you all

But it sometimes is not

Wake alone in the hills

With the wind in your face

It feels good to be proud

And be free and a race

That is part of a clan

And to live on Highlands

And the air that you breathe

So pure and so clean

When alone on the hills

With the wind in your hair

With 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, freedom

Freedom, freedom

It's a time wrought with fear

It's a land wrought with change

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 written in chains

And I know what I want

When the timing is right

Then I'll take what is mine

I am the Clansman

And I swear to defend

And we'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

And I know what I want

When the timing is right

Then I'll take what I want

I am the Clansman

Freedom, freedom

Freedom, freedom

No, no we can't let them take anymore

No we can't let them take anymore

We're the land of the free

No, no we can't let them take anymore

No we can't let them take anymore

We're the land of the free

One more time

No, no we can't let them take anymore

No we can't let them take anymore

No we can't let them take anymore

What?

(We're the land of the free)

Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Freedom, freedom

Freedom, freedom

It's a time wrought with fear

It's a land wrought with change

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 written in chains

And I know what I want

When the timing is right

Then I'll take what is mine

I am the Clansman

And I know what I want

When the timing is right

Then I'll take what is mine

I am the Clansman

Freedom, freedom

Freedom, freedom

And I know what I want

When the timing is right

Then I'll take what is mine

I am the Clansman