'We come
in peace' they said
'To
dig and sow
We come
to work the land in common
And
to make the waste land grow
This
earth divided
We will
make whole
So it
can be
A common
treasury for all
The sin
of property
We do
disdain
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
They
make the laws
To chain
us well
The
clergy dazzle us with heaven
Or they
damn us into hell
We will
not worship
The
God they serve
The
God of greed who feeds the rich
While
poor men starve
We work,
we eat together
We need
no swords
We will
not bow to masters
Or pay
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 cottages
Destroy
their corn
They
were dispersed
But
still the vision lingers on
You poor
take courage
You
rich take care
This
earth was made a common treasury
For
everyone to share
All
things in common
All
people one
We come
in peace -
The
order came to cut them down
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