As Bruce drifted like a phantom through the countryside He began to draw More that had become outlaw One such had come to him but came not to hide
Here his dear old friend the Lady Christian of Carrick And with her she brought her men that were mounted More than a dozen her gift
But too, she brought news against which Robert would have wished ‘Twas the tales of his family she recounted And it made him sick
Now for the first time he heard the fate of Scotland’s pride How brothers and friends were tortured and killed in the English maw How his women and beloved were caged with beds of straw For all of this Robert cried
A minister and politician But don’t think that means you know what he’s about Not fighting for position or power leaves no doubt His character’s that of a true patrician
In fighting for the people He’s not abrasive But rather
Attempts to gather Opposing sides in cooperative Efforts for all so that all reap well
Standing for the common good his ambition Though now fighting ALS his resolve remains stout This is what he is about A people’s minister and politician