The Traytors Downfall,
OR,
A brief relation of the downfall of that Phanatick crew who Trai-
terously Murthered the Late Kings Majesty of blessed Memory.
To the Tune of, Fa la la, etc:
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CHarles the first was a noble King,
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with a fa la la la lero,
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His fame throughout the world did ring,
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with a fa, etc.
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But those that did presume so high,
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To murder our good Kings Majesty,
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Now may these Rebels howl and cry,
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with a fa la la lalero.
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He was a Prince of courage stout,
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with a fa, etc.
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Although his glass was soon run out,
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with a. fa, etc.
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But behind him he hath left a Noble stock
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May give a Traytor a handsome knock,
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For making a King to submit to the block.
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with a fa, etc.
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The blood that he lost as I suppose,
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with a fa, etc.
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Caused fire to rise in Olivers Nose,
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with a fa, etc.
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His rousing Nose did bear such asway,
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It cast such a heat in shining ray,
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That England scarce knew the night from day
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with a fa, etc.
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Oliver was of Huntington,
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with a fa, etc.
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Born he was a Brewers son,
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with a fa, etc.
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He soon forsook his dray and flings,
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And counted a Brewers house a pitifull thing
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When he came to the stately throne of a King:
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with a fa, etc.
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Oliver had a heart of gall,
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with a fa, etc.
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For to murder his Prince at white-Hall,
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with a fa, etc.
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He swore who ever was over the main,
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Whether a French King or a Spain,
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Yet in England no King should remain,
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with a fa, etc.
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The second part to the same Tune.
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DUke Humphery was the first Protector
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with a fa, etc.
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Henry the sixt the next Protector,
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with a fa, etc.
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Then thirdly Oliver he tooke place.
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But Lucifer soon removed his grace,
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Then he set up young Dick the fool of his race,
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with a fa, etc.
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No sooner was Dick got up to the Throne,
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with a fa, etc.
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But he considered twas none of his own,
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with a fa, etc.
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And staring this way and that way about:
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Desiring to be resolved a doubt.
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Then in came Lambert and turned him out
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with a fa, etc.
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Fleetwood desirous of the place,
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with a fa, etc.
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Sent forth Lambert the Scot to face,
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with a fa, etc.
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And being in the strength of his desire,
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When he did think poor Jockey to brier,
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His men forsooke him and left him in the mier.
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with a fa, etc.
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Thus you may see how some do rise,
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with a fa, etc.
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With an intent to surmount the Skies
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with a fa, etc.
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But when they are up they shall have a fall,
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Witness Fleetwood blind Hewson, and all,
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The raged rout of a Coblers stall,
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with a fa, etc.
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We have cleared white-Hall of Lobsters and Geese,
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with a fa, etc.
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Turned Rump and Kidnies out of the house
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with a fa, etc.
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We have brought in Charls from over the main
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Make wars with France & peace with Spain.
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Now we shall get money and trading again
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with a fa, etc.
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Citizens look to your selves I say,
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with a fa, etc.
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Let no Coblers preach and pray:
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with a fa, etc.
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Tom Cobler is flown the Lord knows whither
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Fleetwood and he I hope are together,
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Now we have braught in the King and weel have faire weather
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with a fa,
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Blind Hewson was not of our kind,
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with a fa, etc.
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To run away and leave his men behind,
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with a fa,
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But I wish I could find him by the sent,
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Theres neither that law nor the rump parlament
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Should save him from death to give us content
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with a fa la la lalero.
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