Here hangs an open landscape   A wild and huge frontier   From a harsh and a barren wasteland   Through the grave to the promised field      You came, you trapped, you charted   You laid the railroads and the schemes   And you tamed this land by enterprise   And by the power of your dreams      But you made this Clan great   And you made this nation bloom   And you rose   With your people through the new world   Like a rocket to the moon      From the olden coasts of Ireland   From the Hebridean shores   With the forgotten chosen ones   Running from Europe in droves      But you made this Clan great   And you made this nation bloom   And you rose   With your people through the new world   Like a rocket to the moon      There's a town in Manitoba   They say the windows touch the sky   But across the brine the shipyards close   In this garden flowers die      Still the homelands divide us   Like your blood red brothers of the plains   But where they grieve a candle still burns   A prayer from a flicker to a flame      But you made this Clan great   And you made this nation bloom   And you rose   With your people through the new world   Like a rocket to the moon