A Proper New Brummigham Ballad  
to the Tune of Hey then up go we  

KNow now my Brethren Heaven is clear  
And all the Clouds are gone  
The Righteous now shall flourish  
And good days are coming on  
Come now my brethren and be glad  
And eke rejoice with me  
Lawn sleeves and Rochetts shall go down  
And hey then up go we.   

We'll break the windows which the Whore  
Of Babylon hath painted  
And then when Popish Saints are down  
The Brownists shall be Sainted:  
There'ss neither Cross nor Crucifix  
Shall stand for men to see  
Rome's Pride and Trumpery shall go down  
And hay, etc.   

What ever the Popish hands have built  
Our hammer shall undo,  
We'll break their pipes and burn their caps  
And pull down Churches too:  
We'll Exercise within the Groves  
And teach beneath the Tree  
We'll make a Pulpit of a Cart  
And hey, etc.   

We'll down with Deans and Prebens too  
But I rejoice to tell you  
How then we will eat Pigg and Goose  
And Capon by the belly:  
We'll burn our Father's witty Tombs  
And make the Schoolmen flee  
We'll down with all that smells of wit  
And hey, etc.   

We'll down with all the Versities  
Where Learning is professed,  
Because they practise and maintain  
The language of the Beast:  
We'll drive the Doctors out of doors  
And their Arts where ere they be  
We'll down with Arts and Learning both  
And hay, etc.   

The Ramping Beast amongst the rest  
Which are in Churches painted,  
The Unicorn you know whose horn  
Our Fathers oft have dented:  
The Crosses in the Lion's Crown  
As superstitious be  
Methinks the times cry pull 'em down  
And hay, etc.   

The name of Lords shall be abhorred  
For every man's a Brother,  
No reason why in Church or State  
One man shall rule another:  
But when the change of Government  
Shall set her fingers free  
We'll make the wanton Sister stoop  
And hey, etc.   

And when the Antichristian Crew  
Be crushed and overthrown  
We'll teach the Nobles how to bow  
And keep the Gentry down:  
Good manners hath an ill report  
And turned to pride you see  
Therefore we'll cry good manners down  
And hay, etc.   

If that the King and Parliament  
Accord not both together  
We have more cause to be content  
This is our sunshine weather:  
But if Reason should take place,  
That they should once agree  
Woe! would be to the fanatics case  
And hey then down go we.   

If Parliaments will give consent  
By us for to be guided  
Then Protestants they shall not want  
What Papists have abided:  
They strait to Tyburn shall be drawn,  
Where Catch shall make them free:  
But if once we see him cut them down  
Then hay etc.   

These Protestants who can abide?  
They be fools in our conceit,  
We'll pull them down on every side  
Like Tares amongst the Wheat;  
Though they pull up some Romish Weeds  
Whereby to set them free,  
Yet we'll sow our Seditious Seeds;  
And hay etc.   

What shall we do now in this Case▪  
Let's put it to a venture?  
If we can hold out seven years' space  
We'll Sue forth our Indenture;  
A time may come to make us Rue,  
And time may set us free,  
Except the Gallows claim her due.  
And hay then up go we.    

London printed in the Year 1681.