Daughter of the Guardian

[Verse] I was born to the mist and the red heather bloom, A daughter of Philip, a light in the room. They called me McCaleb, a heart whole and true, With the strength of the old and the grace of the new. Not just a shadow of fathers of old, But a story of iron in a spirit of gold. [Chorus] Oh, I am the daughter the Guardian knew, With the blood of the Wallace, the white and the blue. On my mother’s side, where the legends remain, Of a hero of Scotland and a cinematic name. From the silver screen glory to the claymore’s edge, I am the woman who honors the pledge. [Verse] My mother, she told me of Braveheart’s demand, Of a man who stood tall for his home and his land. She spoke of a kinsman, a face known to all, Who brought back the fire to the ancestral hall. I look in the mirror and see in my eyes, The spirit of freedom that never quite dies. [Chorus] Oh, I am the daughter the Guardian knew, With the blood of the Wallace, the white and the blue. On my mother’s side, where the legends remain, Of a hero of Scotland and a cinematic name. From the silver screen glory to the claymore’s edge, I am the woman who honors the pledge. [Bridge] They say that the men fought the battles of old, But the women, they kept all the stories untold. I am the weaver, the singer, the shield, The flower of Scotland that never will yield. [Outro] Mc-Caleb... Daughter of Wallace... Whole-hearted and free.