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
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
What's already, what's already, what's 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"

And 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
No, I can't understand why you let someone else rule our land
Cap in hand
Cap in hand, cap in hand...