The Digger by Isaiah Mullins published on 2014-06-28T21:13:30Z In 1649 To St. George's Hill, A ragged band they called the Diggers Came to show the people's will They defied the landlords They defied the laws They were the dispossessed reclaiming what was theirs We come in peace they said To dig and sow We come to work the lands in common And to make the waste ground grow This earth divided We will make whole So it will be A common treasury for all By the sin 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 They work we eat together We need no swords We will not bow to the masters Or pay rent to the lords oh we are free Yes we are poor You Diggers all stand up for glory Stand up now More orders came 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 feed the rich While poor folk starve We work we eat together We need no swords We will not bow to the masters Or pay rent to the lords Still we are free Though we are poor You Diggers all stand up for glory Stand up now The sin of property We do disdain No man has any right to buy and sell The earth for private gain By theft and murder They took the land Mow everywhere the walls Spring 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 feed the rich While the poor folk starve Genre 1649