Scottish blood, U.S. heart, this I'm made of
And our toll on this Earth, I'm ashamed of
And our regime can buy or sell lives
I've been dreaming of a time when
To be Southern is not to be painful
To be standing by the flag not feeling hateful, racist or hostile

Scottish blood, U.S. heart, this I'm made of
And the ones in our church I'm afraid of
And more will die because we believe his lies

I've been dreaming of a time when
The U.S. is sick to death of Nader, and Cheney
And spit upon the name of Ronald Reagan
And denounce the loyal swine that still salute him
And will salute him forever