Song on the Times
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โฑ๏ธ 2:37 duration
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๐ Lyrics
You working men of England one moment now attend
While I unfold the treatment of the poor upon this land
For nowadays the factory lords have brought the labour low
And daily are contriving plans to prove our overthrow
So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
There's different parts in Ireland, it's true what I do state
There's hundreds that are starving for they can't get food to eat
And if they go unto the rich to ask them for relief
They bang their door all in their face as if they were a thief
So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
Alas how altered are the times, rich men despise the poor
And pay them off without remorse, quite scornful at their door
And if a man is out of work his Parish pay is small
Enough to starve himself and wife, his children and all
So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
So to conclude and finish these few verses I have made
I hope to see before it's long men for their labour paid
Then we'll rejoice with heart and voice and banish all our woes
Before we do old England must pay us what she owes
So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
While I unfold the treatment of the poor upon this land
For nowadays the factory lords have brought the labour low
And daily are contriving plans to prove our overthrow
So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
There's different parts in Ireland, it's true what I do state
There's hundreds that are starving for they can't get food to eat
And if they go unto the rich to ask them for relief
They bang their door all in their face as if they were a thief
So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
Alas how altered are the times, rich men despise the poor
And pay them off without remorse, quite scornful at their door
And if a man is out of work his Parish pay is small
Enough to starve himself and wife, his children and all
So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
So to conclude and finish these few verses I have made
I hope to see before it's long men for their labour paid
Then we'll rejoice with heart and voice and banish all our woes
Before we do old England must pay us what she owes
So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.03] You working men of England one moment now attend
[00:06.36] While I unfold the treatment of the poor upon this land
[00:11.82] For nowadays the factory lords have brought the labour low
[00:17.25] And daily are contriving plans to prove our overthrow
[00:23.65] So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
[00:29.98] They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
[00:37.27] There's different parts in Ireland, it's true what I do state
[00:42.66] There's hundreds that are starving for they can't get food to eat
[00:48.97] And if they go unto the rich to ask them for relief
[00:54.46] They bang their door all in their face as if they were a thief
[01:00.72] So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
[01:07.11] They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
[01:14.36] Alas how altered are the times, rich men despise the poor
[01:19.74] And pay them off without remorse, quite scornful at their door
[01:26.18] And if a man is out of work his Parish pay is small
[01:32.45] Enough to starve himself and wife, his children and all
[01:37.99] So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
[01:45.12] They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
[01:51.58] So to conclude and finish these few verses I have made
[01:57.83] I hope to see before it's long men for their labour paid
[02:04.18] Then we'll rejoice with heart and voice and banish all our woes
[02:10.55] Before we do old England must pay us what she owes
[02:16.83] So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
[02:23.27] They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
[02:32.27]
[00:06.36] While I unfold the treatment of the poor upon this land
[00:11.82] For nowadays the factory lords have brought the labour low
[00:17.25] And daily are contriving plans to prove our overthrow
[00:23.65] So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
[00:29.98] They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
[00:37.27] There's different parts in Ireland, it's true what I do state
[00:42.66] There's hundreds that are starving for they can't get food to eat
[00:48.97] And if they go unto the rich to ask them for relief
[00:54.46] They bang their door all in their face as if they were a thief
[01:00.72] So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
[01:07.11] They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
[01:14.36] Alas how altered are the times, rich men despise the poor
[01:19.74] And pay them off without remorse, quite scornful at their door
[01:26.18] And if a man is out of work his Parish pay is small
[01:32.45] Enough to starve himself and wife, his children and all
[01:37.99] So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
[01:45.12] They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
[01:51.58] So to conclude and finish these few verses I have made
[01:57.83] I hope to see before it's long men for their labour paid
[02:04.18] Then we'll rejoice with heart and voice and banish all our woes
[02:10.55] Before we do old England must pay us what she owes
[02:16.83] So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down
[02:23.27] They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
[02:32.27]