Song of the Diggers
In 1649 Saint George's hill,
A ragged band they called the " Diggers",
Came to show the people's will,
They defied the landlords, defied the law,
They were the dispossessed reclaiming what was theirs.
The sin of property we do distain,
No one has any right to buy and sell,
The earth for private gain,
By theft and murder they took the land,
Now everywhere the walls rise up at their command.
We come in peace they said to dig and sow,
We come to work the land in common,
And to make the wastelands grow,
This earth divided we will make whole,
So it can be a common treasury for all.
They make the laws, they chain us well,
The Clergy dazzle us with Heaven,
Or they damn us in to Hell,
We will not worship the God they serve,
A God of greed who feeds the rich while poor folk starve.
We work, we eat together, we need no swords,
We will not bend to the Master,
Pay no rent to the Lords,
We are free men though we are poor,
You "Diggers" all stand up for glory, stand up now.
From the men of property the orders came,
They sent the hired men and troopers,
To wipe out the "Diggers" claim,
Tear down their property, destroy their corn,
They were dispersed only their vision lingers on.
You poor take courage, you rich take care,
This earth is made a common treasury,
For everyone to share,
All things in common, all people one,
We came in peace the order came to cut us down.