Wallace

He battled for freedom, with a mighty sword
And by his people, he was well adored
They stole his maiden's life, and countless more I'm told
Any means to capture him, a feud from times of old

Wallace had a legion, of men who toiled and ploughed
The bravest men of Scotland, they did their country proud
The English had their horses, and archers all long bowed
They met death by the thousands, a debt their kingdom owed

His highness was incensed, an act he did abhor
Sir William had him drawn, a stroke of his claymore
He had to have him snared, he sent the Queen along
But she caught a different view, she new Ed had it wrong

In effect he gave his life, seized for a selfish reason
William Wallace, he never gave in, did ne'er commit English treason
His name it lives on,
To sing freedoms song,
And remembered for Eternity's season.