Far distant, far distant lies Foyers the brave No tombstone memorial shall hallow his grave For his bones they lie scattered on the rude soil of Spain 'Cause our young Jamie Foyers in battle was slain He's gane frae the shipyard that stands on the Clyde His hammer it is silent, his tools laid aside To the wide Ebro river young Foyers has gane For to fight by the side o' the people of Spain There wasn't his equal at work or at play He was strong in the union till his dying day He was grand at the fitba', at the dance he was braw 'Cause our young Jamie Foyers was the floo'er o' them a' He came home from the shipyard, take off his working clothes Aye, I mind that time weel in the long summer days He said, "Fare ye weel, lassie, I'll come back again" But that young Jamie Foyers in battle was slain In the fight for Belchite he was aye to the fore And he fought at Gandesa till he couldn't fight no more He lay owre his machine-gun wi' a bullet in his brain 'Cause our young Jamie Foyers in battle was slain Far distant, far distant lies Foyers the brave No tombstone memorial shall hallow his grave For his bones they lie scattered on the rude soil of Spain 'Cause our young Jamie Foyers in battle was slain