When the sun goes down on the dark side
With your friends all far away
All alone in a crowd
With your heart so proud
As the pipes begin to play.
When you hear those drums in the distance
When your soul lived up and say
With the thrill of the sound
Does your heart still know
When the pipes begin to play
And the drum beats far away.
For you know your love is in Scotland
Even though you’re old and grey
By the right you will stand
When you hear the command
And the pipes begin to play
And the drum beats far away.
To the friends who share in your memories
To the love that lost its way
For you know in your heart
You will cry at the part
When the pipes begin to play
Be in joy, be in tears
They have sent through the years
As the drum beats far away
When the pipes begin to play.