[Verse 1]
O young men from Canada,
Young women from across the land
Throughout Canada your homeland
The rich have stretched their hand.
In cahoots with the foreign imperialists
They ve been carrying on exploitation
From the shores of the Atlantic to the Pacific Ocean
In Montréal and Toronto and Vancouver
When you see the tall buildings there
And the rich steeped in opulence,
There you will find my bones
[Verse 2]
At the end of the last century
And as this one began
Capitalism reached its zenith
The stage of decadence and parasitism
The entire globe became its market
All living souls must submit
To insatiable thirst for plunder of the imperialists
Peoples were devastated
Nations blown to the wind
In imperialist plunder
There you will find my bones
[Verse 3]
O young men from Canada,
Young women from various lands
When you travel cross Canada
Search for my bones
Along every mile of the great railways
Stretching from east to west
In every mine in British Columbia and in the great Canadian Shield
In the canals and forests of Quebec
And across the massed prairies
Where the grain is plentiful,
There you will find my bones
[Verse 4]
The time has come and it is now,
We must take Canada as our own
The land of the toilers,
Proletarians from east, west and north
Of small farmers and small fishermen
And of the native people
And of those who fight for freedom, independence, and democracy
We must get out of this crisis
Of the capitalist class
In the struggle for socialism,
There you will find my bones
