Wat Tyler

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And on the field of Blackheath
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Us commons covered the earth
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More men than ever I did see
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Poor honest men from birth

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Men came up from Kent and out of
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 Essex too
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Naught but the Thames divides us 
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and unites us onwards through
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All the villages of England, on 
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to London town
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Where we poor men would see our 
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king and lay our grievance down
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Wat Tyler led us men from Kent, 
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rough hands were shaken there
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King Richard and the commons, our 
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bold resolve and prayer

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We knew our king would hear us, 
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our loyalty was clear
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The bloody lawyers' poll tax had 
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a-brought us labourers here
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And yet he wouldn't see us, so to 
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London we did roar
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And the poor there and the Essex 
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men, burst down the prison door

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What happened at the Tower was 
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justice, rough in part
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The murders of the Flemish boys, 
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sat uneasy in my heart
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"Now the king must see us", said 
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Tyler to his men
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The very next day young Richard 
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came and met us at Mile End

[Chorus]
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And on the field of Blackheath
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Us commons covered the earth
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More men than ever I did see
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Poor honest men from birth

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Kent and Essex, Bedford, Sussex 
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received King Richard's word
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No harm nor blame would come to 
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them if home they would return
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Lincoln, Cambridge, Stafford too,
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 received our young king's favour
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Though thirty thousand left us 
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there, believing it was over

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But Tyler, he was not convinced 
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and told us to remain
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"I want to hear his words again, 
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for nothing much has changed"
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Tyler, he approached the king and
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 took Richard by the arm
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And his rough but friendly gesture,
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 caused Richard's knights alarm

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"Ah, me lord " said Tyler, 
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"companions we will be"
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"I shall trust in you my lord, if 
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you will trust in me"
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So he called for water, and then
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 he called for ale
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And his manner shocked young 
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Richard's knights and I watched the
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 Lord Mayor pale

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"I know this man" a voice accused,
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 "Wat Tyler is a thief"
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The Lord Mayor feared he'd harm the
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 king, that was his true belief
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And there at Smithfield, drew his 
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sword and cut our captain down
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And the heart went out of all of 
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us, with his blood upon the ground

[Chorus]
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And on the field of Blackheath
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Us commons covered the earth
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More men than ever I did see
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Poor honest men from birth

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Young Richard, he was merciful 
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when he pardoned one and all
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But home to Kent like beaten dogs, 
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still serfs we had to crawl
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But how precious was our liberty 
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and the hope that filled us all
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Left poor Tyler's severed head 
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upon a bloody pole...