I met with respect to that old winding river
Carrying the bodies to the sea
A big black stinking manky old river
The scent still smells beautiful to me
The times and the thorns that rushes through and is gone
To live on in my fond memory
As long as I belong to Glasgie
Tomorrow belongs to me
If the dawn rises up on the city that I love
Nobody can take that from me, cos
As long as I belong to Glasgie
Tomorrow belongs to me, and
As long as I belong to Glasgie
Tomorrow belongs to me
Wherever I may roam wherever I shall go
My heart will always know where I should be
When the dawn rises up on the city that I love
Nobody can take that from me
The times and the thorns that rushes through and is gone
To live on in my fond memory, and
As long as I belong to Glasgie
Tomorrow belongs to me
I know..
As long as I belong to Glasgie
Tomorrow belongs to me
As long as I belong to Glasgie
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me
Tomorrow belongs to me