[00:00.000] 作曲 : Traditional
[00:00.68]The summer was over the season unkind
[00:05.21]In harvest a snow, how uncommon to find
[00:10.75]The times were oppressive and well be it known
[00:15.46]That hunger will stronger starve fences break down
[00:21.86]'Twas then from themselves the black gentry stepped out
[00:26.41]With bludgeons determined to stir up a rout
[00:31.93]The prince of the party who revelled from home
[00:36.69]Was a terrible fellow and called Irish Thom
[00:42.97]He brandished his bludgeon with dexterous skill
[00:47.37]And close to his elbow was placed Barley Will
[00:52.99]There instantly followed a numerous train
[00:57.66]As cheerful as bold Robin Hood's merry men
[01:03.91]Sworn to remedy a capital fault:
[01:08.11]Bring down the exorbitant price of the malt
[01:13.43]From Dudley to Walsall they trip-ped along
[01:18.08]And Hampton was truly alarmed at the throng
[01:23.95]Women and children wherever they go
[01:28.16]Shouting out 'Oh the brave Dudley boys! Oh!'
[01:33.38]With nailers and spinners the cavalcade joined
[01:37.76]The markets to lower their flattering design
[01:43.36]Six days out of seven poor nailing boys get
[01:48.05]Little else at their meals but potatoes to eat
[01:53.32]For bread hard they labour, good things never carve
[01:57.95]And swore 'twere as well to be hanged as to starve
[02:04.04]Such are the feelings in every land
[02:08.68]Nothing necessities call can withstand
[02:13.68]And riots are certain to sadden the year
[02:18.21]When six penny loaves are three pound as up here