Wednesday

THE DIGGER SONG


Your houses they pull down, stand up now, stand up now,
Your houses they pull down, stand up now.
Your houses they pull down to fright your men in town
But the gentry must come down, and the poor shall wear the crown.
     Stand up now, Diggers all.

With spades and hoes and plowes, stand up now, stand up now,
With spades and hoes and plowes, stand up now.
Your freedom to uphold, seeing Cavaliers are bold
To kill you if they could, and rights from you to hold.
     Stand up now, Diggers all.

Theire self-will is theire law, stand up now, stand up now,
Theire self-will is theire law, stand up now.
Since tyranny came in they count it now no sin
To make a gaol ag’in, to starve poor men therein.
     Stand up now, Diggers all.

The gentrye are all round, stand up now, stand up now,
The gentrye are all round, stand up now.
The gentrye are all round, on each side they are found,
Theire wisdom’s so profound, to cheat us of our ground.
     Stand up now, stand up now.

The lawyers they conjoyne, stand up now, stand up now,
The lawyers they conjoyne, stand up now.
To arrest you they advise, such fury they devise,
The devill in them lies, and hath blinded both their eyes.
     Stand up now, stand up now.

The clergy they come in, stand up now, stand up now,
The clergy they come in, stand up now.
The clergy they come in, and say it is a sin
That we should now begin, our freedom for to win.
     Stand up now, Diggers all.

The tithes they yet will have, stand up now, stand up now,
The tithes they yet will have, stand up now.
The tithes they yet will have, and lawyers their fees crave,
And this they say is brave, to make the poor their slave.
     Stand up now, Diggers all.

’Gainst lawyers and ’gainst Priests, stand up now, stand up now,
’Gainst lawyers and ’gainst Priests stand up now.
For tyrants they are both even flatt againnst their oath,
To grant us they are loath free meat and drink and cloth.
     Stand up now, Diggers all.

The club is all their law, stand up now, stand up now,
The club is all their law, stand up now.
The club is all their law to keep men in awe,
But they no vision saw to maintain such a law.
     Stand up now, Diggers all.

To conquer them by love, come in now, come in now,
To conquer them by love, come in now.
To conquer them by love, as itt does you behove,
For hee is King above, noe power is like to love.
     Glory heere, Diggers all.

Gerrard Winstanley

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