Bully’s Acre. The Lyrics

Our neighbours all had names

That we may never know

But they built this town

Out of Scrabo stone

The stones are stacked up now

To the memory of their lord

Their bones in Bully’s Acre lie

An unmarked treasure hoard

Chorus

All you who enter here

Lay your flags and your titles down

Take your place

On this level ground

Come and hear the call

Step up, gather round

We’re building our new common

And a new New Town

Our neighbours worked the land

Made good the tools and clothes

But all had small reward

For a heavy load

Now the quarry’s for the birds

The linen’s put to bed

We must weave a complex fabric now

Out of new threads

Chorus

Our neighbours all had names

That we may never know

They lie buried in this field

Where the seeds grow

Chorus