And Miles would not have died on the gallows,
For slaying the maiden and Parson Plow.
Young men and maidens, you constant lovers,
If true and honourable you make a vow,
Be just and upright and oh, remember,
Todmorden Vicarage, and Parson Plow;
And all good people, oh, pray consider,
Where true love is planted, there let it dwell,
And recollect the Todmorden murder,
Young Miles the weaver, and Sarah Bell.