(Trad)
'Cause it's my Union, I built a Union
If they want to know who runs it, it's you and I
And no matter what they say, the Union's here to stay
I'll fight in the Union till I die
When the papers run by Tories carry terrifying stories
Of the horrid Union bosses who oppress me
They can rant and scream and rage, I just turn the other page
Their bedtime stories really don't impress me
When the TV commentators say my leaders are dictators
Call them Moscow agents, Reds and such
I ignore their indignation and tune in some other station
Their ravings don't impress me very much
When a bought and paid for stool tries to make me out a fool
By saying that my Union should be split
I just tell him, Keep on walking, it's the boss's money talking
There ain't no good in peddling that shit
You can call me agitator, even call me traitor
Say that my head's gone off its track
Well I can plainly see what the Union's done for me
I'm rolling up my sleeves and fighting back
(as sung by Arthur Johnstone)