Coins in the well
And a rose by our side
Quarantine rules
That we gotta abide by

Got a cross on the door
Bolted from the outside
The squeal of the wheels
Now there's no-where to hide

He's gonna
Stop
Shout
"Bring out your dead!!"
"Lord have mercy" goin' around in my head
Stop
Shout
"Bring out your dead!!"
Fall to the pits before the torment can spread

Coins in the well
And a rose by my side
They fall in the streets
Down to their knees and cry

Now the searchers of the dead
On the trail of the shrouds
Shealdin' their ears
For when I call out aloud

It’s time to
Stop
Shout
"Bring out your dead!!"
"Lord have mercy" goin' around in my head
Stop
Shout
"Bring out your dead!!"
Fall to the pits before the torment can spread

A curse from the lord
Now we live in the shame
For we are the failures
The ones who are to blame
A prayer for the taken when the plague houses came

It’s time to
Stop
Shout
"Bring out your dead!!"
"Lord have mercy" goin' around in my head
Stop
Shout
"Bring out your dead!!"
Fall to the pits before the torment can spread


Lyrics submitted by Milburn

Plague Houses (1665) song meanings
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