With Her Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm

In the Tower of London large as life

The Ghost of Anne Boleyn walks they declare

For Anne Boleyn was once King Henry's wife

Until he made the headsman bob her hair

Ah yes she did a wrong long years ago

And she comes up at night to tell him so
With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the Bloody Tower
With her head tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour
She comes to haunt King Henry
She means to give him what for
Gadzook She's going to tell him off
She's feeling aful sore
And just in case the headsman
Wants to give her an encore

She has her head tucked underneath her arm

With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the Bloody Tower
With her had tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour
The sentries think that it's a football
That she carries in and when they had a few they shout
Is Army going to win
They think that it's Red Grange
Instead of poor old Ann Bolyn

With her head tucked underneath her arm

Sometimes gay King Henry gives a spread

For all his pals and gals and ghostly crew

The headsman carves the joint and cuts the bread

Then in comes Anne Boleyn to queer the do

She holds her head up with a wild war whoop

And Henry cries Don't drop it in the soup

With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the Bloody Tower
With her head tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour
One night she caught King Henry
He was in the canteen bar
Said he Are you Jane Seymore
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