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Today 1831 - execution of Dic Penderyn, Merthyr uprising martyr and one of ours.
Who's this Dic Penderyn then?
He was Mrs. Lewis's son, wasn't he?
He was just one of the ordinary men -
a man like you and me.
He might have raised a strike or two,
not doffed his cap to the Master's Man.
But tell me, just what else did he do?
Come on, tell me if you can.
He was an Aberavon boy;
not even a Merthyr man.
He only stirred up to annoy;
to spoil the Master's plan.
Anyway, Ieuan Parker stabbed that Scot:
I saw it all myself.
They say it's all a plot,
but I think Dic brought it on himself.
We poor folks should know our place,
not try to rise above our station.
There's them that's made for silks and lace,
An' us what knows our limitation.
So who's this Dic Penderyn then?
He was Mrs. Lewis's son, wasn't he?
He was just one of the ordinary men -
a man like you and me.
Who's this Dic Penderyn then?
He was Mrs. Lewis's son, wasn't he?
He was just one of the ordinary men -
a man like you and me.
He might have raised a strike or two,
not doffed his cap to the Master's Man.
But tell me, just what else did he do?
Come on, tell me if you can.
He was an Aberavon boy;
not even a Merthyr man.
He only stirred up to annoy;
to spoil the Master's plan.
Anyway, Ieuan Parker stabbed that Scot:
I saw it all myself.
They say it's all a plot,
but I think Dic brought it on himself.
We poor folks should know our place,
not try to rise above our station.
There's them that's made for silks and lace,
An' us what knows our limitation.
So who's this Dic Penderyn then?
He was Mrs. Lewis's son, wasn't he?
He was just one of the ordinary men -
a man like you and me.