- albertkirkjunior
Union Jack
Albert Kirk Jr
Alister Jack,
Union Jack,
Whit ye gonnae dae
Whan we tak it aw back?
Hide in a midden
Doon in London toon,
Sair black-affrontit
Sin yer tabard's toom?
Coontin aw the siller
That Britannia gied,
No carin tuppence
For the fowk that's dee'd?
Luikin in the mirror
Wi yer stane-cauld een,
Weeshin ye wur sookin
Fae the erse o the Queen?
Here's whit ye'll dae, Jack,
Here's whit ye'll dae
Ilka meenit eftir
Independence day:
Stey whaur ye ur, Jack,
Stey whaur yer tholed,
Doon amang the lairdies
Wantin tungs for thir holes;
Scotland isnae needin fowk
Whae think it's shite
An dinnae hae a thocht
That isnae steepit in spite;
Sae dae whit ye dae, Jack,
Tae get tae sleep at nicht
An let us batter on
Makkin a'thing richt.