You Simple Bostonians

You simple Bostonians, I'd have you beware
Of your Liberty Tree, I would have you take care,
For if that we chance to return to this town
Your houses and stores will come tumbling down.
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Our fleet and our army, they soon will arrive—
Then to a bleak island, you shall not us drive,
In every house you shall have three or four,
And if that will not please you, you shall have half a score.
Derry down, down, down derry down.
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