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R211462 2 an Old Tune UNKNOWN An Old Tune Tom of Bedlam UNKNOWN Tom of Bedlam MAke room for an honest Red-coat, / (And that you'll say's a wonder) Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 576 A NEW / BALLAD[D] A NEW BALLAD[D] A New Ballad ?-?

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MAke room for an honest Red-coat, (And that youll says a wonder) The Gun, and the Blade, Are his Tools, -- and his Trade, Is for Pay, to Kill, and Plunder. Then away with the Lawes, And the Good old Cause, Ner talk o the Rump, or the Charter, Tis the Cash does the Feat, All the rests but a Cheat, Without That theres no Faith, nor Quarter. Tis the Mark of our Coin, GOD WITH US, And the Grace of the Lord goes along witht, When the Georges are flown, Then the Cause goes down, For the Lord is departed from it. Then away, etc. For Rome, or for Geneva, For the Table, or the Altar, This spawn of a Vote, He cares not a Groat -- For the Pence, hees your Dog in a Halter. Then away, etc. Tho the Name of King, or Bishop, to Nostrils pure may be Loathsom, Yet many there are, That agree with the Mayor, That their lands are wondrous toothsom. Then away, etc. When our Masters are Poor, we Leave em, Tis the Golden Calf we bow too: We Kill, and we slay, Not for Conscience, but Pay; Give us That, well fight for you too. Then away, etc. Twas That first turnd the King out; The Lords, next: then, the Commons: Twas that kept up Noll, Till the Devil fetchd his Soul; And then it set the Bum on s. Then away, etc. Drunken Dick was a Lame Protector, And Fleetwood a Backslider: These we servd as the rest, But the Citys the Beast That will never cast her Rider. Then away, etc. When the Mayor holds the Stirrop, And the Shreeves cry, God save your Honours: Then, tis but a Jump, And up goes the Rump, That will spur to the Devil upon us. Then away, etc.
And now for fling at your Thimbles, Your Bodkins, Rings, and Whistles, In truck for your Toyes, Well fit you with Boys: (Tis the Doctrine of Hughs Epistle Then away, etc. When your Plate is gone, and your Jew [?] You must be next entreated, To part with your Bags, And strip you to Rags, And yet not think yare cheated. Then away, etc. The truth is, the Town deserves it; Tis a Brainless, Heartless Monster: At a Clubb they may Bawl, Or Declare at their Hall, And yet at a Push not one stir. Then away, etc. Sir Arthur vowd hell treat em, Far worse than the men of Chester: Hes Bold, now theyre Cowd, But he was nothing so Lowd When he lay in the ditch at Lester. Then away, etc. The Lord hath left John Lambert, And the Spirit, Feaks Anointed, But why oh Lord, Hast thou sheathed thy Sword? Lo, thy Saints are disappointed. Then away, etc. Tho Sir Henry be departed: Sir John makes good the place now, And to help out the work Of the Glorious Kirk, Our Brethren march apace too. Then away, etc. While Divines, and States-men wrangle, Let the Rump-ridden Nation bite ont There are none but we That are sure to go free, For the Souldiers still in the right o[?] Then away, etc. If our Masters wont supply us, With Mony, Food and Clothing: Let the State look tot, Well find one that will dot, Let him Live, -- well not damn [?] Then away with the Laws, And the Good old Cause, Ner talk othe Rump, or the Charter, Tis the Cash does the feat, All the rests but a Cheat, Without That theirs no Faith, nor Quart[er]
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