Long time ago in the open fields
Of Epping and Darlington Hall
Hundreds of people were killed one night
It seems for no reason at all
He was a young man at seventeen
A soldier instead of a son
The army had raised him and taught him well
To fight 'til the battle was won

They said he was king of guns and swords
And he believed all their words
They said he was king of guns and swords
And he believed all their words

The struggle began when the local miners
Went on a weeklong strike
Their salaries hadn't been raised a bit
Since the summer of 1805
The protester's march had gathered them all
The youngsters, and the elderly too
Speaches were held as the evening came
Agression was starting to grow

They said he was king of guns and swords
And he believed all their words
They said he was king of guns and swords
And he believed all their words

As o'Connor, the leader, had entered the stand
The soldiers started to run
Towards the crowd with their guns raised high
The bullets flying through the sky
The cries from the wounded coloured the air
As the silence of the dead touched the ground
He walked through the flames as he heard the pain
The mission was over and done

They said he was king of guns and swords
And he believed all their words
They said he was king of guns and swords
And he believed all their words