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| IN 1 good King Charless golden days, | |
| When loyalty no harm meant, | |
| A zealous high-churchman was I, | |
| And so I got preferment. | |
| To teach my flock I never missed: | 5 |
| Kings were by God appointed, | |
| And lost are those that dare resist | |
| Or touch the Lords anointed. | |
| And this is law that I ll maintain | |
| Until my dying day, sir, | 10 |
| That whatsoever king shall reign, | |
| Still I ll be the Vicar of Bray, sir. | |
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| When royal James possessed the crown, | |
| And popery came in fashion, | |
| The penal laws I hooted down, | 15 |
| And read the Declaration; | |
| The Church of Rome I found would fit | |
| Full well my constitution; | |
| And I had been a Jesuit | |
But for the Revolution. And this is law, etc. | 20 |
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| When William was our king declared, | |
| To ease the nations grievance; | |
| With this new wind about I steered, | |
| And swore to him allegiance; | |
| Old principles I did revoke, | 25 |
| Set conscience at a distance; | |
| Passive obedience was a joke, | |
A jest was non-resistance. And this is law, etc. | |
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| When royal Anne became our queen, | |
| The Church of Englands glory, | 30 |
| Another face of things was seen, | |
| And I became a Tory; | |
| Occasional conformists base, | |
| I blamed their moderation; | |
| And thought the Church in danger was, | 35 |
By such prevarication. And this is law, etc. | |
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| When George in pudding-time came oer, | |
| And moderate men looked big, sir, | |
| My principles I changed once more, | |
| And so became a Whig, sir; | 40 |
| And thus preferment I procured | |
| From our new faiths-defender, | |
| And almost every day adjured | |
The Pope and the Pretender. And this is law, etc. | |
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| The illustrious house of Hanover, | 45 |
| And Protestant succession, | |
| To these I do allegiance swear | |
| While they can keep possession: | |
| For in my faith and loyalty | |
| I nevermore will falter, | 50 |
| And George my lawful king shall be | |
| Until the times do alter. | |
| And this is law that I ll maintain | |
| Until my dying day, sir, | |
| That whatsoever king shall reign, | 55 |
| Still I ll be the Vicar of Bray, sir. | |