Marion Martin has been acclaimed as the most exciting and dynamic singer to come out of Scotland this century. This spell binding entertainer blessed with a magnificent voice has, through her award winning recordings and sell out concert tours, carried a shining torch for her beloved Scotland that has left audiences everywhere clamouring for more. Described as a show business phenomenon, this delightful Scottish lass performs with a passion and fire that belies her angelic beauty, she breathes new life into everything she sings, stamping it with her own unique interpretation, not the least of which are those songs that speak of the romance, the history and, the beauty of the heather filled glens of Scotland. In 1986 Marion Martin wrote and recorded a tribute song to William Wallace long before "Brave Heart" was a gleam in Mel Gibson's mind, it's lyrics give an insight to this Artists passion for her homeland. Titled "You'd have to be Scottish" Marion wrote the song in 1986 and recorded it on her album "Amazing Grace" PolyGram Cat No 32632.

Historical note:-

Sir William Wallace was one of the greatest heroes in the story of Scotland's long struggle for independence from the English yoke. Wallace raised a people's army to fight against the forces of Edward I. His victory at the battle of Stirling Bridge in 1297 resulted in his elevation to the status of Guardian of Scotland. Wallace is remembered today as the architect of Scottish Independence.

Footnote :-

On the 17th September 1997, 700 years to the day since Wallace's landmark victory over the English, Scotland, at the instigation of the English Prime Minister Tony Blair, regained it's own Parliament!

"YOU'D HAVE TO BE SCOTTISH"

Sometimes in the night in place of a dream,
I remember the past I can capture the scene,
The mist on the Brae, the Glen by the moon,
A glimpse of a Bluebell, the lilt of a tune,
The ghost of a Piper playing 'Land o the leal',
But, you'd have to be Scottish to know what I mean.

I gaze in the misty mirror of time,
A lark in the clear morn I circle and climb,
Now see the brave band by Wallace's Well,
If I'd been there myself I'd have joined in the swell,
of a thousand wild hearts fired by a dream,
But, you'd have to be Scottish to know what I mean.

But now it's all over, the dying is done,
The freedom was lost 'tho the battle was won,
Strewn o'er gaunt fields sleeping for aye,
or can the great Glens resound with the cry?
of ten thousand wild hearts fired by a dream,
But, you'd have to be Scottish to know what I mean,
Yes, you'd have to be Scottish,
You'd have to be Scottish to know what I mean.
One of ten thousand hearts fired by a dream,
But, you'd have to be Scottish to know what I mean!