A Chansonette For Charles

(Charles II after the battle of Worcester, 1651) They spur their horses from the bloody field, the battle lost – a story old as time – the King in flight, his kingdom’s fate is sealed in common soil. And still the church-bells chime. They spur their horses from the bloody field, with Roundheads hunting King for every crime of office and religion. Must he yield his head now, like his father, in his prime? His followers will see he’s well concealed. The battle lost (a story old as time), the head of state about to be Bastilled – but no. Just puzzle out this pantomime: the King in flight, his kingdom’s fate not sealed. They make him peasant, royal face begrime and so obscured, you see the crown revealed in common soil. As all the church-bells chime, they spur their horses from the bloody field, the battle lost – a story old as time – the King in flight, his kingdom’s fate now sealed in common soil. And still the church-bells chime.