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