Letras
They built the bridges and the tunnels
Climbed the hills that bear their names
Always first to charge in battle and the first to charge again
You can recognise their accent and they'll tell you that you're wrong
But there is no mistaking where they're from
In the middle of the deepest jungle, there they are again
I flew across to China and they met me off the plane
Wherever they may live, well, they look like they belong
But there is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean islands and all the country round
They travel to a new land and they sing a different song
But there is no mistaking where they're from
There's a nurse at the mission with a doctor standing by
The old man in the corner with a sad whiskey eye
The tea planter's widow, she's been waiting here so long
But there is no mistaking where they're from
Some are good, some are bad, the angels and the thieves
The explorer who finds the land and never ever leaves
The weary adventurer who just keeps moving on
But there is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean islands and all the country round
They travel to a new land and they sing a different song
But there is no mistaking where they're from
They're the ones who write the stories and they never hesitate
To face up to the challenges and punch above their weight
They live in every country and they look like they belong
But there is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean islands and all the country round
They travel to a new land and they sing a different song
But there is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean islands and all the country round
They travel to a new land and they sing a different song
But there is no mistaking where they're from