'Tis for religion that you fight,
And for the kingdom's good;
By robbing churches, plundering them,
And shedding guiltless blood.
Down with the orthodoxal train,
All loyal subjects slay;
When these are gone, we shall be blest
The clean contrary way.
When CHARLES we have made bankrupt,
Of power and crown bereft him,
And all his loyal subjects slain,
And none but rebels left him;
When we have beggar'd all the land,
And sent our trunks away,
We'll make him then a glorious prince
The clean contrary way.
'Tis to preserve his Majesty
That we against him fight,
Nor ever are we beaten back,
Because our cause is right:
If any make a scruple at
Our Declarations, say, -
Who fight for us, fight for the King
The clean contrary way.
At KEINTON, BRAINSFORD, PLYMOUTH, YORK,
And divers places more,
What victories we saints obtain,
The like ne'er seen before:
How often we Prince RUPERT kill'd,
And bravely won the day,
The wicked Cavaliers did run
The clean contrary way.
The true religion we maintain,
The kingdom's peace and plenty;
The privilege of Parliament
Not known to one and twenty;
The ancient fundamental laws,
And teach men to obey
Their lawful sovereign, and all these
The clean contrary way.
We subjects' liberties preserve
By imprisonment and plunder,
And do enrich ourselves and state
By keeping th' wicked under.
We must preserve mechanicks now
To lectorize and pray;
By them the gospel is advanced
The clean contrary way.
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