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It were after the Battle of Crecy	A
The foe all lay dead on the ground	B
And King Edward went out with his soldiers	A
To clean up the places around	B
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The first place they came to were Calais	A
Where t' burghers all stood in a row	C
And when Edward told them to surrender	D
They told Edward where he could go	C
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Said he I'll beleaguer this city	E
I'll teach them to flout their new King	F
Then he told all his lads to get camp stools	A
And sit round the place in a ring	F
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Now the burghers knew nowt about Crecy	A
They laughed when they saw Edward's plan	G
And thinking their side were still winning	F
They shrugged and said San fairy Ann	G
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But they found at the end of a fortnight	H
That things wasn't looking so nice	A
With nowt going out but the pigeons	A
And nowt coming in but the mice	A
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For the soldiers sat round on their camp stools	A
And never a foot did they stir	D
But passed their time doing their knitting	F
And crosswords and things like that there	I
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The burghers began to get desperate	J
Wi' t' food supply sinking so low	C
For they'd nowt left but dry bread and water	D
Or what they called in French pang and oh	C
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They stuck it all autumn and winter	D
But when at last spring came around	B
They was bothered bewitched and beleaguered	K
And cods' heads was tenpence a pound	B
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So they hung a white flag on the ramparts	A
To show they was sick of this 'ere	D
And the soldiers who'd finished their knitting	F
All stood up and gave them a cheer	D
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When King Edward heard they had surrendered	K
He said to them in their own tongue	L
You've kept me here all football season	M
And twelve of you's got to be hung	L
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Then up stood the Lord Mayor of Calais	A
I'll make one he gallantly cried	N
Then he called to his friends on the Council	O
To make up the rest of the side	N
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When the townspeople heard of the hanging	F
They rushed in a crowd through the gate	P
They was all weeping tears of compassion	M
And hoping they wasn't too late	P
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With ropes round their necks the twelve heroes	A
Stood proudly awaiting their doom	Q
Till the hangman at last crooked his finger	D
And coaxingly said to them Come	R
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At that moment good Queen Phillippa	S
Ran out of her bower and said	T
Oh do have some mercy my husband	U
Oh don't be so spiteful dear Ted	T
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Then down on her knee joints before them	V
She flopped and in accents that rang	W
Said Please Edward just to oblige me	E
You can't let these poor burghers hang	W
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The King was so touched with her pleading	F
He lifted his wife by the hand	X
And he gave her all twelve as a keepsake	Y
And peace once again reigned in the land	X

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