Four of Govan's finest, threw us into Maine Presenter's, stars and rosary We were nothing but shipwrecked, The hungry heirs of hardship They were calling us the Wild and the Free. Chorus... And I pray still I'll climb up the Union Hill And taste the salt wind on my tongue Hear the Hearach Psalms being sung Feel the North Atlantic sun Shine on, the Wild and the Free I took my chances in Pittsburgh Where Andy builds the fires That shine across the Northern sea He's building island creels, from Pittsburgh steel He's fishing for the Wild and the Free Chorus... Blue water and the Cannach are stealing Solan geese As August paints the Machair and the corn But back in Pittsburgh, the steel price is rising That's where the Wild and Free are born Chorus...