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September comes, the season turns,
and leaves they turn and fall.
for Scotland's poor, the answer's clear
vote yes, for sake of all.
Now weans they starve for want of bread
and thousands want for work
we could change this, and make things right
or in the shadows lurk.
allow big bro to run us still
spend cash on bombs not homes
prioritise the bankers' will
against that of our own.
By voting yes we could say no
to greed, and hate and strife.
we have our chance to make a change
this one time in our life.
We're not so daft to think one word
will fix things overnight,
but that one word it opens doors
gives us the chance to fight
for better world, for bairns not bombs
for government we choose
for hope and love and happiness
we can't afford to lose.
September comes, the season turns,
and leaves they turn and fall.
for Scotland's poor, the answer's clear
vote yes, for sake of all.