Song on the Times (Anonymous)

“Song on the Times” Sheet Music (pdf).
“Song on the Times” Karaoke (midi with lyrics).

Lyrics: Anonymous.
Tune: Anonymous.


You working folk of England, one moment now attend,
While I unfold the treatment of the poor upon this land,
For nowadays the fact’ry lords have brought the labor low
And daily are contriving plans to prove our overthrow.

So arouse ye sons of freedom! The world seems upside down.
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town.

There’s diff’rent parts in Ireland, it’s true what I do state,
There’s hundreds that are starving for they can’t get food to eat,
And if they go unto the rich to ask them for relief,
They bang their door all in their face as if they were a thief.

So arouse ye sons of freedom! The world seems upside down.
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town.

Alas, how altered are the times? Rich men despise the poor
And pay them off without remorse quite scornful at their door;
And if a man is out of work, his parish pay is small:
Enough to starve himself, his wife, his children and all.

So arouse ye sons of freedom! The world seems upside down.
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town.

So to conclude and finish these few verses I have made,
I hope to see, before it’s long, men for their labor paid.
Then, we’ll rejoice with heart and voice and banish all our woes.
Before we do, old England must pay us what she owes.

So arouse ye sons of freedom! The world seems upside down.
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town.


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