Four hundred honest men 

Ran to Cromwell's Call 

Four hundred honest men 

Now waiting by the wall 



They'll bury us down further in the ground, 

Than we ever dug down for a living. 

Seven years of fighting for the 

Dead Man's Shilling. 



We are four hundred honest men, 

And nothing have we got, 

For Free-born John is in the Tower 

And tomorrow we'll be shot. 



They'll bury us down further in the ground, 

Than we ever dug down for a living. 

Seven years of fighting for the 

Dead Man's Shilling.