POPERY'S Downfal, and
The Protestants Uprising
By the CROWNING of
King WILLIAM and Queen MARY.
Tune of, Hey boys up go we
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NOw now the Papists all go down,
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and those that take their parts;
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The King and Queen will now be Crownd,
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the Joy of all our hearts:
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Our lives and liberties are free,
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and we shall all be made,
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For hey boys down goes poperie,
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and now begins our Trade.
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Our Nation sure will flourish now,
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good days are coming on,
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The King and Queen are such we know,
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the like before were none;
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For They'l maintian our liberty,
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and we shall all be made,
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By rooting out of popery,
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that alwayes spoyl'd our Trade
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The Citizens look'd pale and wan;
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no money they could take,
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Their Rents are great, and scarce a man
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of Goods could Money make;
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Long of this haughty popery,
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that made all men afraid:
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But now goes down their roguery,
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and hey boys up goes Trade.
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The Country-man held down his head,
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and wondred for to see
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That all their Stock so long lay dead,
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none could take one penny:
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Then Wife and Bearns were like to starve,
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'twould make ones heart to bleed;
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Long of these Roguish Papishes,
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better to hang than feed.
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But now all heartily rejoice
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to see this happy day;
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With Bells, with Bonfires, and with voice,
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as very well we may;
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That we have got a King and Queen
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that will encourage Trade,
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That by the Papists villany
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was very much decay'd.
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And to conclude, let all rejoice
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and give to God the praise,
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Unfeignedly with heart and voice,
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for these are happy daies:
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Let us unite, and fear no foe
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nor Foreign Enemy;
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But fight and stand with heart and hand,
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to rout out Popery.
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