The Bard #2
The Bard #2 is a rock song for Scotland. Not a nostalgic ballad, not a polite tribute, but a full-throated, electrified celebration of the original rock and roll star of Scottish culture: Robert Burns. Before Oasis, before Bowie, before Rod Stewart, there was Burns. A genius of words, rhythm and rebellion. A man who wrote with fire, lived with passion and left behind a legacy that still shapes the soul of a nation.
He was brilliant and flawed, gifted and human. He didn’t walk through life untouched by trouble. He wrestled with love, desire, doubt and contradiction, and made it all sound beautiful. This song is not about perfection. It’s about why we love him. Burns wasn’t a saint, but he was magnificent.
And that matters. Because what we admire in him, what 'Bard' tries to honour, is not just his genius, but his relatability. His ability to capture joy, heartbreak and defiance in a way that still feels fresh, vital and utterly alive.
Burns is stitched into the fabric of Scotland. We don’t just read him, we raise a glass to him, we sing his words, we hear him in the way we speak, think and feel. He stands for something deeper than literature. He stands for that very Scottish instinct to celebrate the flawed genius, the one who gives us art, laughter and insight, while struggling with the same burdens as the rest of us.
In many ways, Burns embodies the very people AON seeks to honour, not those placed beyond reach, but those who reflect our own flaws and fire, only louder, braver, gifted, and lyrical.
'Bard' is a love letter to that spirit. A loud, proud anthem for the kind of greatness that doesn’t come wrapped in perfection. It’s rock and roll for the eighteenth century, with a modern twist.
Finn Moray
Song Lyrics
[Verse 1]
He was born doon the village, worked hard on the land,
wrote poems in Scots with a rough, steady hand.
From farms to the page, he rose through the crowd,
turned simple folk stories into something proud.
[Chorus]
We’re all Rabbie’s bairns, to a man and to a moose.
We’re all waxing lyrical, wha haein’ to the Bruce.
We’re all proud and Scottish, kilted wi’ a swagger,
and we all kinda like he was a boozer and a shagger.
[Verse 2]
He gave us Tam o’ Shanter, a tale in the night,
of witches and drinking and galloping fright.
It made people laugh, it gave people chills,
and it’s still being read in the glens and the hills.
[Chorus]
We’re all Rabbie’s bairns, to a man and to a moose.
We’re all waxing lyrical, wha haein’ to the Bruce.
We’re all proud and Scottish, kilted wi’ a swagger,
and we all kinda like he was a boozer and a shagger.
[Verse]
His flaws and genius spun the spells he’d release,
wrote songs about freedom, about love and peace.
He died far too young, but his words still stay,
we remember the Bard on each Burns Night Day.
[Chorus]
We’re all Rabbie’s bairns, to a man and to a moose.
We’re all waxing lyrical, wha haein’ to the Bruce.
We’re all proud and Scottish, kilted wi’ a swagger,
and we all kinda like he was a boozer and a shagger.
[Chorus]
We’re all Rabbie’s bairns, to a man and to a moose.
We’re all waxing lyrical, wha haein’ to the Bruce.
We’re all proud and Scottish, kilted wi’ a swagger,
and we all kinda like he was a boozer and a shagger.
[Chorus]
We’re all Rabbie’s bairns, to a man and to a moose.
We’re all waxing lyrical, wha haein’ to the Bruce.
We’re all proud and Scottish, kilted wi’ a swagger,
and we all kinda like he was a boozer and a shagger.
[Chorus]
We’re all Rabbie’s bairns, to a man and to a moose.
We’re all waxing lyrical, wha haein’ to the Bruce.
We’re all proud and Scottish, kilted wi’ a swagger,
and we all kinda like he was a boozer and a shagger.
[Chorus]
We’re all Rabbie’s bairns, to a man and to a moose.
We’re all waxing lyrical, wha haein’ to the Bruce.
We’re all proud and Scottish, kilted wi’ a swagger,
and we all kinda like he was a boozer and a shagger.
[Final Chorus]
We’re all Rabbie’s bairns, to a man and to a moose.
We’re all waxing lyrical, wha haein’ to the Bruce.
We’re all proud and Scottish, kilted wi’ a swagger,
and we all kinda like he was a boozer and a shagger.