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Queen Jane lay in labor |
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For six weeks and more |
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The women grew weary |
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And the midwife gave over |
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King Henry, he was sent for |
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On horse back and speed |
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King Henry came to her |
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In the time of her need |
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Oh, Henry, good King Henry |
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If that you do be |
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Please pierce my side open |
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And save my baby |
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Oh no Jane, good Queen Jane |
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That never could be |
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I'd lose my sweet flower |
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To save my baby |
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Queen Jane she turned over |
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She fell all in a swoon |
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Her side was pierced open |
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And the baby was found |
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How bright was the morning |
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How yellow was the moon |
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How costly the white ropes |
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Queen Jane was wrapped in |
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King Henry he weeped |
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He wrung his hands 'til they're sore |
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The flower of England |
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Will never be no more |
