Wide boys, wide boys, wide boys,
Born with hearts of Lothian
Wide boys, we were wide boys,
Born with hearts of Lothian
Wide boys, we were wide boys,
These hearts of Lothian.
It's six o'clock in the tower blocks
Stalagmites of culture shock
And the trippers of the light fantastic,
Bow down, hoe-down
Spray their pheromones on this perfume uniform.
And anarchy smiles in the Royal Mile
And they're waiting on the slyboys, flyboys, wideboys
Rooting, tooting cowboys
Lucky little ladies at the watering holes
They'll score the Friday night goals.
I was born with a heart of Lothian
I was born with a heart of Lothian
With a heart of Lothian
I was born with a heart of Lothian,
With a heart of Lothian.
