King Harry

Heh-heh-heh
Heh-heh-heh-heh
Heh-heh-heh-heh

All hail King Harry, all hail
All hail King Harry, all hail
But a whisper of your former self
But a whisper of your former self say I

Your wives, your wives, your wives are all dead
Your wives, your wives, your wives are all dead
Sail away, sail away, sail away, say I

Heh-heh-heh-heh
Heh-heh-heh

France can burn, yes
France can burn while your sons lie warm
Come Christmas in the tower

Alas, alas King Harry
But a whisper of your former self
Sail away, sail away, sail away, say I



Credits
Writer(s): John Davies Cale, Lars Cleveman
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