歌詞

I can tell the meaning of a word like serene. I got some O grades when I was sixteen. I can tell the difference 'tween margarine and butter. I can say 'Saskatchewan' without starting to stutter, But I can't understand why we let someone else rule our land. 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. Cap in hand. We fight. When they ask us. We boast. Then we cower. We beg. For a piece of. Whats already! Whats already! Whats already ours! We fight. When they ask us. We boast. Then we cower. We beg. For a piece of. Whats already! Whats already! 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! Theres five million waiting!" I can't understand why you let someone else rule your land. Cap in hand. No I can't understand why we let someone else rule our land. Cap in hand. Cap in hand. Cap in hand. Cap in hand. No I can't understand why we let someone else rule our land. Cap in hand. Cap in hand. Cap in hand. Cap in hand. Cap in hand. Cap in hand. Cap in hand.
Writer(s): Charles Stobo Reid, Craig Morris Reid Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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