Pretty sure it is all about fighting the English
And not at all about flowers.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:19, 2 replies, latest was 12 years ago)

Yes, it's about the death of a nation's brave youth or sutin.
I was just being facetious.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:20, Reply)

well, to be specific it's about Bannockburn, I think.

( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:21, Reply)

It is.
The Edward in the lyrics is whichever King Edward it was that they scrapped with.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:22, Reply)

Edward II, baby.
Tedward.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:25, Reply)

Silly Scots
I guess they just didn't want it as badly as we did.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:21, Reply)

They brought swords to a gunfight.
The outcome wasn't surprising.
( Kroney, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:22, Reply)

Amateurs.

( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:23, Reply)

Well, they won, so it was.
Bit Phyrric, like, but Robert the Bruce did defeat Edward at Bannockburn. It was every other battle in history that went tits up for them. Much like a Scottish world cup qualifying campaign.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:24, Reply)

Was Flower of Scotland written after that?
Thought it was Culloden

Edit: Just seen the replies above.
( Kroney, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:27, Reply)

I think Flower of Scotland was written in the 1950s
but it was about Bannockburn. Even the Scots don't make national anthems out of catastrophic defeats. Although they probably should.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:29, Reply)

They'd have a higher cultural output if they did.

( Kroney, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:31, Reply)

Dont be silly
During the 14th century Scotchland was ruled by a race of friendly Triffids who would bestow their gifts to all of the beskirted man folk. They would huddle round a small fire and give thanks to their friends from "doon Suth". Unfortunately an evil man by the name of Edward invented a spray called DDT and destroyed the benificent flower lords. The men folk did lament and wrote the aforementioned ditty to mourn their passing.
(Bonzodog29 is an unemployed sponge of the worst kind, Fri 8 Mar 2013, 12:23, Reply)