For Liberty and the Charter

 Holberry died inside York gaol
He died the death of a martyr
He died when the year was on the turn
For Liberty and the Charter

Come from workshops, come from mines
Listen for the word and look for the signs
Come out from under Sheffield’s leaden skies
I’ll tell you when it’s time to stir
And when it’s time to rise

When only the rich man had a vote
And only the rich were free
Holberry died inside York gaol
For Right and Liberty

Come from forges, come from mills
Come from the fields and come from the hills
Come out from under Sheffield’s leaden skies
I’ll tell you when it’s time to stir
And when it’s time to rise

Holberry was a Chartist
His wife Mary was the same
He raised up hell from the city streets
All in the People’s name

Come from workshops, come from mines
Listen for the word and look for the signs
Come out from under Sheffield’s leaden skies
I’ll tell you when it’s time to stir
And when it’s time to rise

His wife threw flowers in his grave
She didn’t even pause
She picked the banner from the street
And carried on the cause

Come from forges, come from mills
Come from the fields and come from the hills
Come out from under Sheffield’s leaden skies
I’ll tell you when it’s time to stir
And when it’s time to rise

Stand at his plaque in the Peace Gardens
Before the memory fades
Remember Samuel Holberry
At the waterfall cascades

Come from workshops, come from mines
Listen for the words and look for the signs
Come out from under Sheffield’s leaden skies
I’ll tell you when it’s time to stir
And when it’s time to rise

from Ian Parks and Mick Jenkinson
May 2018

Other Jenkinson-Parks songs of the same ilk are available on their CD Songs of our town, available from Ian Parks:
iparkspoet@hotmail.com

 

remembering the Chartists