In this fair town we laid them down inn1643,nIt was poor King Charles who travellednfor milesnIn the heart of a civil dream.nAs fierce young men we took a mightynstandnand waited for the call.nWe were the first ones over the wall.nnThese four walls at the heart of thenkingdom.nThese four walls.nnA shot rang out from behind the hillnAs we marched along the bank.nWe were stuck in fast between a heavynmarsh,nAnd our clothes were torn and damp.nSo steady your guns until the last manncomes,nOur captain he did cry,nI was the last man to see him alive.nnThese four walls at the heart of thenkingdom.nThese four walls.nnAs night crept in, well the stars were dim,nNo soldier made a sound.nWe had lost all sight in that fading light,nThe fires had gone aground.nSo the captain went out to a scream andnshout,nFor an ambush he would find.nI was the the last man to see him alive.nnThese four walls at the heart of thenkingdom.nThese four walls.nnAt first light when the guns were quiet,nReinforcements came to town,nThey were put on our side with anparliament pride,nThe battle it turned around.nSo the war was won, but the captainngone,nAnd forever we recall,nHe was the first one over the wall.nnThese four walls at the heart of thenkingdom.nThese four walls