Four hundred honest men Ran to Cromwell's Call Four hundred honest men Now waiting by the wall They'll bury us down further in the ground Than we ever dug down for a living Seven years of fighting for the Dead Man's Shilling We are four hundred honest men And nothing have we got For Free-born John is in the Tower And tomorrow we'll be shot They'll bury us down further in the ground Than we ever dug down for a living Seven years of fighting for the Dead Man's Shilling