Henry's Songbook

Chorus:
An' we're no gonnae leave here
Not withoot a fight
For if we are the workin' class
Then workin' is our right
If they think that they can pick us up
And drop us when they want
This time we are determined
To show them that they can't

Oor plant ayeways made a profit and things were looking grand
And the bosses asked for money tae help them tae expand
And the government a' looked really smug when they coughed up tae the Yanks
Who thanked them and went laughing a' the way hame tae their banks

Then they said that they were sorry, but their plans were a' revoked
And their promise o' expansion, it seems was just a joke
They smiled and clapped us on the back and said, It's quitting time
But when the factory gates were shut, we were still inside

And they'll call us reds and anarchists, say we're ootside the law
But it's them that stole the taxpayers' money, and we pay tax and a'
And we're no here oot of preference, not for political gain
We're here tae show some Scottish pride against American shame

And we're here for the future, a time that we'll no see
Tae free oor children's children from the crime o' poverty
Those men o' greed, wi' land an' money, who try to keep us down
Will one day see their mighty empires crumble tae the ground

(as sung by Clan Alba)