[Verse 1]Jimmy Maxton, James McDougall, Barbour, Gallacher and McShaneAgnes Dollan, Helen Crawford, up at the heid great John MacleanThese are some o' the Red Clydesiders, hundreds more I'd wish tae nameA monument I'd raie forever, these are the flower of Scotland's fameMacDougall fell apart in prison, come back oot a broken shellThey did the same tae young John Muir, eight lang months in the jaws of HellHis only crime was saying no tae slaughter in a rich man's warProperty is theft he said, don't die for what ye cannae live for[Chorus]Rags and Tags for common folk, silk for money lendersThe old church pew, the white and blueThe kilt and the Young Pretender kept us sweirtWhat what mak's them feartIs wor pride in the Red Clydesiders[Verse 2]Every Sunday night at Bath Street John Maclean roared oot his speilThousands gaithererd roon' tae hear him, he spak' loud and he spak' weelFifteen years I've been a sodger, fightin' for the cause he saidI'll no' stop now though ye might jail me, prison walls I dinnae dreadJohn was lifted for sedition, Muir and Gallacher, Maxton tooA' the leaders o' Red Clydeside, trotted oot for public viewWhile others flegged and begged for mercy, John threw caution tae the windYe stand accused he told the judge, wi' the blood of millions on yer hands[Chorus]Rags and Tags for common folk, silk for money lendersThe old church pew, the white and blueThe kilt and the Young Pretender kept us sweirtWhat what mak's them feartIs wor pride in the Red Clydesiders[Verse 3]Tortured by the screws in prison, force fed wi' their poisoned foodHaunted, shattered, still not broken, up on the cairt he proudly stoodThat night when John came hame tae Glesga, weak of body, white of hairThe Red Clyde burned as bright as mid-day, then the tanks rolled through the SqaureWorkers' blood splashed ower the flagstones, sodgers came wi' tanhks and gunsHeids were broken, spirits too, the final chapter had begunThat treachery on Bloody Friday sent a stench tae heaven's gateJohn said we'll build oor ain republic, the fight for justice cannae wait[Chorus]Rags and Tags for common folk, silk for money lendersThe old church pew, the white and blueThe kilt and the Young Pretender kept us sweirtWhat what mak's them feartIs wor pride in the Red Clydesiders[Verse 4]Jimmy Maxton, James MacDougall, Barbour, Gallacher and McShaneAgnes Dollan, Helen Crawford, hundreds more I'd wish tae nameAbove them a' by heid and shoulders stood the dominie fae the ShawsJohn Maclean, the pride o' Glesga, he gied his life for the Common Cause[Chorus]Rags and Tags for common folk, silk for money lendersThe old church pew, the white and blueThe kilt and the Young Pretender kept us sweirtWhat what mak's them feartIs wor pride in the Red Clydesiders
