[Verse]
There's a blossom that blows, that scoffs at the snows,
And it faces root fast the rage of the blast,
And it sweetens the sod, no slave ever trod,
Since mountains upreared their altar to God.

[Chorus]
The flower of the free, the heather, the heather,
The Bretons and Scots and Irish together,
The Manx and the Welsh and Cornish forever,
Six nations are we, proud, Celtic and free.

[Verse]
Theirs a blossom is red as the life's blood we shed,
And for liberty's cause against alien laws,
When Lochiel and O'Neill and Llewellyn drew steel,
For Alba and Erin and Cambria's weal.

[Chorus]
The flower of the free, the heather, the heather,
The Bretons and Scots and Irish together,
The Manx and the Welsh and Cornish forever,
Six nations are we, proud, Celtic and free.

[Verse]
Let the Saxon and Dane bear their rule o'er plain,
And the hem of God's robe is our sceptre and globe,
The Lord of all light, revered in his height,
For heaven and earth rose up in his sight.

[Chorus]
The flower of the free, the heather, the heather,
The Bretons and Scots and Irish together,
The Manx and the Welsh and Cornish forever,
Six nations are we, proud, Celtic and free.

[Verse]
There's a blossom that blows, that scoffs at the snows,
And it faces root fast the rage of the blast,
And it sweetens the sod, no slave ever trod,
Since mountains upreared their altar to God.

[Chorus]
The flower of the free, the heather, the heather,
The Bretons and Scots and Irish together,
The Manx and the Welsh and Cornish forever,
Six nations are we, proud, Celtic and free.

[Chorus]
The flower of the free, the heather, the heather,
The Bretons and Scots and Irish together,
The Manx and the Welsh and Cornish forever,
Six nations are we, proud, Celtic and free.