A young man from Scotland, a Highlander born
Destined for greatness and destined for war
At the edges of Empire a soldier became
Learning his trade and the warrior's game
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To the Peninsula, 1809
With the 11th, his fortune to find
Chosen by Wellington with but one aim
To bring him a victory in Spain
Ride like the wind
Behind enemy lines
Head of Intelligence
Master of spies
Man of secrets, man of honour
You will know his name
Man of secrets, man of honour
Master of the game
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Exploring officer out in the field
Spy on the enemy, secrets revealed
Ride like the wind over mountain and plain
Searching out secrets for Wellington's gain
A man of great courage, a man of great pride
He'll brook no dishonour, he'll wear no disguise
Capture, escape, to the war he'll return
Called by a flame that still burns
Ride like the wind
Behind enemy lines
Head of Intelligence
Master of spies
Man of secrets, man of honour
You will know his name
Man of secrets, man of honour
Master of the game
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Man of secrets, man of honour
You will know his name
Man of secrets, man of honour
Master of the game