Chorus:
O, ye canny spend a dollar when ye're deid
O, ye canny spend a dollar when ye're deid
Singing Ding Dong Dollar, everybody hollar;
Ye canny spend a dollar when ye're deid.

Now when the Yankees they drappt anchor at Dunoon,
Sure they got a civic welcome frae the toon,
As they cam up the measured mile
Bonnie Mary o' Argyll
Wis wearin spangled drawers ablow her goon.

O, the Clyde is sure tae prosper noo they're here,
For they's chargin wan an tenpence for a beer,
Ay, an when they want a taxi,
They shove it up their jersey
An charge them thirty bob tae Sandbank Pier.

An the publicans will as be daein swell,
For it's juist the thing that's shair tae ring the bell,
O, the dollars they will jingle,
They'll be no a lassie single,
Even though they mebbe blaw us aa tae hell.

But the Glesga Moderator didnae mind,
In fact, he thinks the Yanks are awfy kind,
For if it's heaven that ye're going,
It's quicker wey than rowin
An there's shair tae be naebody left behind.

Footnote: The best-known and longest lasting of the anti-Polaris songs written in the 1960s. The song was inspired by the words of George MacLeod of the Iona Community – “You cannot spend a dollar when you are dead.” This was heard by Glaswegian songwriter John Mack Smith and gave him the basis of the chorus. Fellow songwriters Thurso Berwick (Morris Blythman) and Jim McLean collaborated with him and produced the song which became the anthem of the 1960s Scottish Anti-Polaris Movement.