1643 - Seth Lakeman
In this fair town we laid them down
In 1643
It was poor King Charles
Who travelled for miles
The heart of a silver dream
As fierce young men
We took a mighty stand
Waited for the call
We were the first one over the wall
These four walls are
At the heart of the kingdom
For these four walls
A shot rang out from behind the hill
As we marched along the bank
We were stuck in fast between a heavy marsh
And our clothes were torn and damp
So steady your guns until the last man comes
The captain he did cry
I was the last man to see him alive
These four walls are at the
Heart of the kingdom
For these four walls
As night crept in and the stars were dim
No soldier made a sound
We had lost all sight in that fading light
The fires had gone aground
The captain went out to scream and shout
An ambush he would find
I was the last man to see him alive
These four walls are
At the heart of the kingdom
For these four walls are
At the heart of the kingdom
For these four walls are
At the heart of the kingdom
For these four walls
At first light when the guns were quiet
The enforcements came to town
They were putting aside
Where the battlemen prayed
The battle had turned around
There was always one but the captain gone
Forever we recall
He was the first one over the wall
He was the first one that
He was the first cut down
These four walls are at the
Heart of the kingdom
First one the first cut down
These four walls at the heart of the
Kingdom
First one the first cut down
These four walls at the heart of the
Kingdom
First one the first cut down
These four walls
First one the first cut down
These four walls at the heart of the
Kingdom
First one the first cut down
These four walls at the heart of the
Kingdom
First one the first cut down
These four walls at the heart of the
Kingdom
First one the first cut down
These four walls
