The words were:

Beasts of England, beasts of Ireland,
Beasts of every land and clime22,
Listen to my joyful news
Of the golden future time.

Soon or late the day is coming,
Tyrant23 Man will be overthrown,
And the fruitful fields of England
Will be walked by beasts alone.

No more rings from our noses,
No more harness from our back,
Bit and spur will disappear,
Cruel whips no more will crack24.

Riches more than mind can picture,
Wheat and barley, oats and hay,
Clover, beans, and big potatoes
Will be ours on that day.

Bright will shine the fields of England,
Purer will its waters be,
Gentler winds will blow forever
On the day that sets us free.

For that day we all must work hard,
Though we die before it comes;
Cows and horses, geese and turkeys,
All must play freedom’s drums.

Beasts of England, beasts of Ireland,
Beasts of every land and clime,
Listen to my joyful news
Of the golden future time.

22. clime: climate.
23. tyrant: a person who has complete power in a country and uses it in an unfair and cruel way.
24. crack: to make a sudden, short noise.