Poor old man

They say that poor king charles is dead,
And they say so, and we know so,
'Coz we're the buggers that chopped his head,
Oh poor old man.

They say prince rupert is brave and bold,
And they say so, so we don't think so,
'Coz he's just a pansy in blue and gold,
Oh poor old man.

Rupert's horse were good with their reins,
And they say so, so we don't think so,
'Coz they went chasing the baggage trains,
Old poor old man.

They say newcastle marched off to war,
And they say so, and we know so,
But he lost his regiment at marston moor,
Oh poor old man.

They say charles' lifeguard would never yield,
And they say so, and we know so,
So they didn't last long on nasby field,
Oh poor old man.

E.c.w.s. traditional