Oh, little did he think they’d kill him,
He had no thought he was to die,
Upon that fatal Saturday evening,
On the 9th day of July;
The villains in the carriage slew him,
For plunder Thomas Briggs was killed,
In a first-class carriage they did rob him,
And all around his blood was spilled.
Thomas Briggs was a faithful servant,
To Robarts, Lubbock and Company,