WORKING MEN OF ENGLAND

Ye working men of England one moment pray attend
While I am for the treatment of the poor upon this land
for now a days the factory laws have laid the labour low
and daily are contriving plans to prove our over throw

Some have money plenty but still they crave for more
they will not lend a hand at all to help the straving poor
they'll treat you like a dog and on you cast a frown
that's the way old England the working man cast down

Ch
So arise ye sons of freedom the world is upside down
they treat the poor man as a thief in country or in town.
So arise ye sons of freedom the world is upside down
they treat the poor man as a thief in country or in town

what will become of England if things go on this way
there's many a poor working man straving here today
they can not find employment for bread they children crave
and thousands of their children lie starving in their graves

how altered are the times rich men dispise the poor
they stand them off without remorse quite scornful at the door
and if a man is out of work his parish pay is small
enough to strave himself and his wife his children and all
Ch
in former days when Christmas came we had a good fat loaf
we have beef and mutton in plenty and we'd enjoy them both
but now a days such altered ways indifferent are the times
for if a man should seek relief he's sentenced for his crimes

so to conclude and finish these verses I have made
I hope to see before to long men for their labour paid
then we'll rejoice with heart and voice and banish all our woes
but before we do old England must pay what she owes

I got these off the c.d 'Driving home'

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