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New Model Army - Song To The Men Of England Lyrics

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  • Men of England, wherefore plough
  • For the Lords who lay you low?
  • Wherefore weave with toil and care
  • The rich robes your tyrants wear?
  • Wherefore feed and clothe and save
  • From the cradle to the grave
  • Those ungrateful drones who
  • Drain your sweat - nay, drink your blood
  • Have ye Leisure, comfort, calm
  • Shelter, food, love's gentle balm?
  • Or what is ye buy so dear
  • With your pain and with your fear
  • The seed ye sow another reaps
  • The wealth ye find, another keeps
  • THe robes ye weave, another wears
  • The arms ye forge, another bears
  • Sow seed - but let no tyrant reap
  • Find wealth - let no impostor heap
  • Weave robes - let not the idle wear
  • Forge arms - in your defence to bear
  • With plough and spade and hoe and loom
  • Trace your grave and build your tomb
  • And weave your winding sheet till fair
  • England be your sepulchre

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