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It was in spring 1314 ("thirteen-fourteen")

Stirling castle is under siege

Sir Philip Mowbray wants to surrender

Surrender the fortress to the Scotsmen

King Eduard comes with ten thousand men

The enemy's camp directly ahead

Each man on each side waits for his fate

Waiting calmly, waiting with hate

A new day dawns the battle begins

Five hundred horses Riding fast

To disperse the Sheltron On Scottish side

They have no success, they have to retreat

Marching through the mud

Between the rivers

Falling on the battlefield

For the Crown

The 24th of June has come

From now on there is no way to run

Both armies march in each other’s direction

They fight for the king’s satisfaction

The cavalry of The British kingdom

Has no success Just chaos it brings

The British archers Have to turn back

King Eduard leaves the battlefield

Marching through the mud

Between the rivers

Falling on the battlefield

For the Crown

He has to stay out of Stirling castle

The meed for his failure

The king sails back to his homeland

The fortress now is in Scottish hand

The British vanquished Scotland's purged

But independence is still far away

Years later a contract was drafted

Addressed to the Pope in Rome - it was done

Marching through the mud

Between the rivers

Falling on the battlefield

For the Crown

For the Crown

For the Crown

For the Crown