In this fair town we laid them down,
In 1643
It was poor King Charles who travelled for miles,
The heart of a silver dream

As fierce young men, we took a mighty stand,
Waited for the call,
We were the first one over the wall

These four walls are at the heart of the kingdom
For these four walls

A shot rang out from behind the hill,
As we marched along the bank
We were stuck in fast between a heavy marsh
And our clothes were torn and damp

So steady your guns until the last man comes,
The captain he did cry,
I was the last man to see him alive

These four walls are at the heart of the kingdom
For these four walls

As night crept in and the stars were dim,
No soldier made a sound
We had lost all sight in that fading light,
The fires had gone aground

The captain went out to scream and shout,
An ambush he would find,
I was the last man to see him alive

These four walls are at the heart of the kingdom,
For these four walls are at the heart of the kingdom,
For these four walls are at the heart of the kingdom,
For these four walls

At first light when the guns were quiet,
The enforcements came to town,
They were putting aside where the battlemen prayed,
The battle had turned around

There was always one but the captain gone
Forever we recall,
He was the first one over the wall

( These four walls are at the heart of the kingdom
He was the first cut down)