I Could Tell The Meaning Of A Word Like Serene

I Got Some 'O' Grades When I Was Sixteen

I Can Tell The Difference Between Magarine And Butter

I Can Say "Saskatchewan" Without Starting To Stutter



But I Can't Understand Why We Let Someone Else Rule Our Land

We're Cap In Hand



I Could Get A Broken Jaw From Being In A Fight

I Know Its Evening When Day Turns To Night

I Can Understand Why Stranraer Lie So Lowly

They Could Save A Lot Of Points By Signing Hibs Goalie



But I Can't Understand Why We Let Someone Else Rule Our Land

We're Cap In Hand



We Fight - When They Ask Us

We Boast - Then We Cower

We Beg

For A Piece Of

Whats Already Ours



Once I Thought I Could Make God A Bribe

So I Said I Was In His Lost Tribe

Getting Handouts Can Be So Frustrating

"Get In Line Son, There's Five Million Waiting"



I Can't Understand Why You Let Someone Else Rule Your Land

You're Cap In Hand.