Come all you croppers stout and bold Let your faith grow stronger still For the cropper lads in the County of York Have broken shears at Fosters' Mill Oh around around we all do stand And firmly swear we will We'll break the shears and windows too
And we'll all set fire to Fosters' Mill Oh drear and dark it is the day When a man has to fight for his bread Some judgement sure will clear the way And the poor to triumph shall be led