Steeleye Span - We Poor Labouring Men lyrics

Oh, some do say the farmer's best But I must needs say no If it weren't for we poor laboring men What would the farmers do? They'd beat out all of their old stuff Until some new come in There's never a trade in old England Like we poor laboring men Oh, some do say the baker's best But I must needs say no If it weren't for we poor laboring men What would the bakers do? They'd beat out all their old stuff Until some new come in There's never a trade in old England Like we poor laboring men Oh, some do say the butcher's best But I must needs say no If it weren't for we poor laboring men What would the butchers do? They'd beat out all their old stuff Until some new come in There's never a trade in old England Like we poor laboring men There's never a trade in old England Like we poor laboring men Let every true born Englishman Lift up his flowing gla** And toast each honest working man Likewise his bonny la** And when these cruel days are gone Good times will come again There's never a trade in old England Like we poor laboring men And when these cruel days are gone There's never a trade in old England Like we poor laboring men Like we poor laboring men And when these cruel days are gone Good times will come again Good times will come again There's never a trade in old England There's never a trade in old England