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