Captain Swing
Music: Traditional
Lyrics: Traditional
Now the sun’s gone down and the shutters drawn
The curfew bell is tolled
The fox is lurking around the barn
The barn owl’s wings unfold
In the candlelight, tonight you might, hear to your alarm
The midnight band of Captain Swing as he rides from farm to farm
[chorus]
All over Dorset, the flames are leaping high
Oh the ricks are burning and who’s the cause, Captain Swing, not I
All over Dorset, the flames are leaping high
Oh the ricks are burning and who’s the cause Captain Swing, not I
Now the sheep are safely in their fold
The shepherd deeply sleeps
The plough man reels back from his drink
Through woods, a poacher creeps
The squire retires on bed of brass, with one thing on his mind
If Captain Swing’s his way tonight, they’ll be no corn to grind
[chorus]
All over Dorset, the flames are leaping high
Oh the ricks are burning and who’s the cause, Captain Swing, not I
All over Dorset, the flames are leaping high
Oh the ricks are burning and who’s the cause Captain Swing, not I
Now the laboring man is on his knees
Nowhere can he get hired
Since you machines who do the work
The farmer has acquired
But how he sweats, when he reads the threats, on paper morning bring
Destroy your gear or else I swear, you’ll pay, signed Captain Swing
[chorus]
All over Dorset, the flames are leaping high
Oh the ricks are burning and who’s the cause, Captain Swing, not I
All over Dorset, the flames are leaping high
Oh the ricks are burning and who’s the cause Captain Swing, not I