Lyrics to The Six Wives of Henry VIII
Divorced, beheaded and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had 6 sorry wives
Some might say I ruined their lives...
Catherine of Aragon was one
She failed to give me a son
I had to ask her for a divorce
That broke her poor heart of course
Young Anne Boleyn, she was two
Had a daughter, the best she could do
I said she flirted with some other man
And off for the chop went dear Anne
Lovely Jane Seymour was three
The love of a lifetime for me
She gave me a son, little prince Ed
Then poor old Jane went and dropped dead
Divorced, beheaded and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had 6 sorry wives
Some might say I ruined their lives...
Anne of Cleeves came at four
I fell for a portrait I saw
Then laid eyes on her face and cried "She's a horse!
I must have another divorce!"
Catherine Howard was five
A child of 19, so alive
She flirted with others, no way to behave
The axe sent young Cath to her grave
Catherine Parr, she was last
By then all my best days were past
I lay on my deathbed aged just 55
Lucky young Catherine, the last, stayed alive
Divorced, beheaded and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had 6 sorry wives
You could say I ruined their lives...
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had 6 sorry wives
Some might say I ruined their lives...
Catherine of Aragon was one
She failed to give me a son
I had to ask her for a divorce
That broke her poor heart of course
Young Anne Boleyn, she was two
Had a daughter, the best she could do
I said she flirted with some other man
And off for the chop went dear Anne
Lovely Jane Seymour was three
The love of a lifetime for me
She gave me a son, little prince Ed
Then poor old Jane went and dropped dead
Divorced, beheaded and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had 6 sorry wives
Some might say I ruined their lives...
Anne of Cleeves came at four
I fell for a portrait I saw
Then laid eyes on her face and cried "She's a horse!
I must have another divorce!"
Catherine Howard was five
A child of 19, so alive
She flirted with others, no way to behave
The axe sent young Cath to her grave
Catherine Parr, she was last
By then all my best days were past
I lay on my deathbed aged just 55
Lucky young Catherine, the last, stayed alive
Divorced, beheaded and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had 6 sorry wives
You could say I ruined their lives...
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