To the Tune of Robinhood .

It was at the Birth of a Winters morn,
 With a Hey down down a down down,
Before the Crow had pist,
 That nine Hero's in scorn
 Of a Parliament forlorn,
Walkt out with Sword in fist.

Johnne Lambert was first a dapper Squire,
With a Hey down , &c.

A mickler man of might
 Was nere in York-shire ;
 And he did conspire
With Vane Sir Harry a Knight.

Desborough was such a Country Swain,
With a Hey down , &c.

An Easter Sun nere see;
 He drove on a main
 Without any brain,
Such a jolt-head Knave was he.

Kelsey was a brave Button-maker;
With a Hey down , &c

As ever set mould upon Skewer;
 And this Wise-aker
 Was a great painstaker,
T' make Lambert's Nose look blewer.

The devout and Holy Major Creed ,
With a Hey down , &c.

I known't of what Faith or Sect,
 Had mounted a Steed,
 And vow'd he would bleed
'Fore Lambert should be checkt

Duckenfield (Steel was nere so true,)
With a Hey down , &c.

And as wise as ever was Toby
 Lay in the Purlew,
 The Cock-pit Avenue,
To hinder the Speakers Go-by .

A man of Stomack in the next Deal,
With a Hey down , &c.

Was hungry Colonel Cobbet ,
 He would eat at a Meale
 A whole Common-weale,
And make a Joynt but a Gobbet.

The following Champion is Barrow ,
With a Hey down , &c.
An Ominous name for a Swine-Herd,
 He flew like an Arrow,
 Thither whence Lord Harry
But durst not draw his Whinyard.

Room for Packer a toyling Ditcher,
With a Hey down , &c.
He had set his Spade an edge,
 He hop't to be Richer
 By being a Bricher
And Lambert his Stake in the hedge.

For Nobilities sake we may not forget,
With a Hey down , &c
That Valiant Mars his true Son,
 His Cobling Feat
 Lackt a Parliament Seat
That Marks-man one-eyed Hewson .

These being aided with Red Coat and Creepers,
With a Hey down , &c.
After a short Dispute
 The Liberty Keepers ,
 Were made Boo peepers,
And the Speaker strucken Mute.

But well said Sir Arthur , what time of the day?
With a Hey down , &c.
The Parliament's now in the Prime
 They stand at a Bay ,
 And have mist their Prey,
And Cowardly curse the time.

The Second Part.

Now Johnne is gone to the North Countrey,
With a Hey down , &c.
And glad he is to retire,
 He cryes Cramme O Cree ,
 Have mercy on me
set a-Fire.

And Desborough gotten into his Farm,
With a Hey down , &c.
Untill they do him need,
 'Meant the House no harm,
 But took it for a Barn,
His Lord and hee's not agreed.

Kelsey is praying for the Dole,
With a Hey down , &c.
Of the Hospital that's Suttons;
 He is out of the Roll,
 And hath ne're a Loop-Hole,
And now his Arse makes Buttons.

And Creed will now believe Sir Arthur ,
With a Hey down , &c.
His Steed is Chopt for a Jade,
 He will be a Carter
 Before a Martyr,
And is turned Renegade .

Duckenfield's in a pittifull Case,
With a Hey down , &c.
The Speakers Horses and Coach,
 Were at stake with the Mace,
 And he's thrown Aums Ace,
Tyburn owes him a reproach.

By being too greedy Colonel Cobbet ,
With a Hey down , &c.
Ha's got a Bone in his throat,
 He hath sighed and sobbed
 And grievously throbbed,
But it will not help the Choak.

Pray take your turn too Mr. Barrow ,
With a Hey down , &c.
What think you of your Plot?
 Your Sow will not Farrow,
 The Hang-man's Harrow,
That Hurdle will be your Lot.

Tye him up DUN , 'tis Goodman Packer ,
With a Hey down , &c.
That would set up another Nose,
 Had he been a Backer
 As Colonel Hacker ,
H'ad liv'd in spight of his Foes.

Hewson's Companions as scabby as Coots,
With a Hey down down a down down .
Have infected him with the mange,
 They have pist in his boots,
 He must cry roots,
And TURN OUT to Turnup must change.