Hang out our banners on the outward walls.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls.
The cry is still they come our castle s strength will laugh a siege to scorn.
Here let them lie till famine and the ague eat them up.
Here let them lie.
Enter macbeth seyton and soldiers with drum and colours.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls.
A cry within of women.
Here let them lie till famine and the ague eat them up.
Were they not forced with those that should be ours we might have met them dareful beard to beard and beat them backward home.
5 were they not forced with those that should be ours we might have met them dareful beard to beard and beat them backward home.
Our castle is strong enough to laugh off their seige.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls.
Were they not forced with those that should be ours we might have met them dareful beard to beard and beat them backward home.
The cry is still they come our castle s strength will laugh a siege to scorn.
Hang out our banners on the outward walls.
They can sit out there until they die of hunger and disease.
Hang our flags on the outer walls.
The cry is still they come our castle s strength.
Till famine and the ague eat them up.
The cry is still they come our castle s strength will laugh a siege to scorn.
The cry is still they come our castle s strength.
Here let them lie till famine and the ague eat them up.
Everyone keeps yelling here they come.