In rural Kent the tyler Wat
Is disinclined to pay his tax
To his young maid, insults conveyed
By the assessor 'bout her racks

A start of peasant rally throng day
Castles burning everywhere
Rows of houses soon are all aflame
Caught rulers unprepared

Down Essex way Jack Strawe's array
With pikes and billhooks closer loom
When they convene, near Tower green
They've sought to decree the gentry's doom

Another peasant rally throng day
Labour plagues across the land
Serfs all complain about how hard life is,
And the lords just don't understand

Preacher named John Ball
He hath rung the bell
And spake of Adam and of Eve
Ro-yals took back the day
When Richard II did say:
"They'll be no change in villeinry"

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Another peasant rally throng day
Un-calm ceorls are everywhere
Another peasant rally throng day
Knaves want gratis baron's land...

Another peasant rally throng day
(Another restive tally-wrongs day)
Jack Milner grinding small small small day
(A quite unpleasant thrall amok-day)
And now a festive gallows funday!