The Traytors downfal,
OR,
A breif relation of the downfal of that Phanatick crew,
who Trayterously Murthered the Late Kings Majesty
of blessed memory.
The Tune is, Fa la la, etc.
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COme hither to me and I will declare
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with a fa la la la lalero.
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How cruel hearted Tyrants are,
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with la, etc.
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Of those that did presume so high,
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To murder our good Kings Majesty,
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Now may these Rebbels howl and cry,
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with a fa fa la la lalero.
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He was a Prinne 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, fo, 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 t[hat h]e lost as I suppose,
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with a [fa, et]c.
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Cause[d fire to r]ise in Olivers nose,
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w[ith a fa, etc.]
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His rousing Nose did bear such a sway,
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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 slings,
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And counted a Brewers house a pittiful thing
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Then 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 whoever was over the mane,
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Whither 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 took 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 nane of 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 turnd 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 Jocky to brier,
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His men forsook 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 surmont 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 Flentwood 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'l clear Whitehall of Lobsters & Geese
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with a fa, etc.
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Turn Rumps and Kidnies out of the house
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with a fa, ete.
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We'l bring in Chrls from over the main,
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make wars with Franee & peace with Spain
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Then we shall have mony and trading again
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with a fa, etc.
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Citizens look to yourselves 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 whi-ther
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Fleetwood and he I hepe are togather,
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Now we have brought in the King and we'll have fair weather
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with a fa, etc.
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Blind Hewson was not of our kind,
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with a fa, ete
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To run away and leave his men behind,
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with a fa, ete.
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But I wish I could find him by the sent
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there's neither that law nor the rump parlament
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Should save him from death to give us con-tent,
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with a fa la la la lalero.
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A List of the names of those Traytors that w[ere hang]
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ed, drawn, and quartered for murding th[e so]
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veraign of blessed memory, Charls the Fir[st.]
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Thomas Harison, John Carew, Tho. S[cot, Grig-]
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ory Clement, John Jones, Adrian Scroo[pe, Hugh]
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Petets, John Cook, Col. Axtel, Col. Hack[er.]
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