the world the pipes are heard,
ancient Highland blood is stirred.
for many it may be thinned,
genes are strong, the call undimmed.
yearn to see the Highland home
by our kin, the world to roam.
other lands, on foreign shores
settled down. Yet still they bore
for Scotland's glens and hills,
and lochs. A love instilled,
many centuries have passed,
deep and long, until at last,
lost descendants can't ignore,
call of Clan, tradition, and lore.
seek our roots, ancestral lands
our forefathers made their stand,
struggles for the Clan and Chief,
victorious times, and others grief.
feel that, to the Clan we belong,
may be thinned, but the Blood is strong!
The Clan Colquhoun Society 1998.........