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OR, A Preparation for a turn at Tyburn.
Tune, Hey Boys up go we. Or, Russel's Farewell.

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I Walking near a Prison a Wall,
where Jesuits did lye,
I heard them to St. Bridget call,
to help their Misery:
Saying, with speed now intercede,
poor Jesuits to free,
Or Holbourn-Hill with Crowds they'd fill,
while hey Boys up go we.

Ah! what's become of all our Creede,
and Mass the Antick Song?
Our sweet Religious strings of Beeds
are turn'd to Fetters strong:
And Father Peter he is fled,
a woful sight to see;
When some are shorter by the Head,
then hey Boys up go we.

Some they are fled to Rome we find,
while here we fret and foam,
As being left in Tears behind,
to end the Dance at home:
To Tyburn we must take our way,
to view that Crabbed Tree,
And when we have no more to say,
then hey boys up go we.

What Sumptuous Chappels did we build,
adorn'd with Curious Paint
And was with Nuns and Fryers fill'd,
a praying to each Saint:
But this at last is come to nought,
we're ty'd from Liberty,
Till we may be to Justice brought,
then hey boys up go we.

Tho' Hereticks they have deviz'd
to bring us to our doom,
Yet we shall all be Cannoniz'd
among the Saints of Rome,
Which does much Joy and Comfort bring,
that glorious sight to see,
And when we have the Hempen string,
then hey boys up go we.

 
The very Lads of London Town,
they did a Rocket make,
And pull'd our Idol Pictures down,
then burn'd 'um at the Stake,
Where Mary did her Hereticks,
in Smith-field-Rounds we see;
I' Faith we did not like their Tricks,
then hey boys up go we.

Our Masses they are out of date,
some says we were too bold;
We did run on at such a rate,
which was too hot or cold;
And therefore we are overthrown,
as all may plainly see,
Now when the Gallows claims its own,
then hey boys up go we.

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from Tyburnia - A Radical History Of 600 Years Of Public Execution, released May 29, 2015

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