No rules, great scotch:
Smelling of green grass, outside the wind blows
As the first rays of sunlight, bath the earth down below
Iâm sitting on the high cliffs, as Sean comes to me
Ready for the battle, from Scotland proud to be
No rules, great scotch, no rules, great scotch
No rules, great scotch, no rules, great scotch
When gathered by thousands, âround the banner of the clan
We all drink some whiskey, and together we sang
No rules, great scotch and go for the clan
We are friends and for friendship weâll fight till the end
No rules, great scotch, no rules, great scotch
No rules, great scotch, no rules, great scotch
This song is so ancient, but tradition remains
And although weâre not Scottish, for friendship we stand
When divided we stand, united we fall
Is the thing to remember, when you order one more
No rules, great scotch, no rules, great scotch
No rules, great scotch, no rules, great scotch