With Her Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm

Lyrics

[Verse 1] In the Tower of London, large as life The ghost of Anne Boleyn walks they declare Poor Anne Boleyn was once King Henry's wife Until he made the headsman bob her hair Ah, yes, he did her wrong long years ago And she comes up at night to tell him so [Chorus] With her head tucked underneath her arm She walks the bloody tower With her head tucked underneath her arm At the midnight hour [Verse 2] She comes to haunt King Henry, she means giving him what for Gadzooks, she's going to tell him off, she's feeling very sore And just in case the headsman wants to give her an encore She has her head tucked underneath her arm [Chorus] With her head tucked underneath her arm She walks the bloody tower With her head tucked underneath her arm At the midnight hour [Verse 3] 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 it's Red Grange instead of poor old Ann Boleyn With her head tucked underneath her arm [Verse 4] Sometimes gay King Henry gives a spread For all his pals and gals and ghostly crew The headsman craves the joint and cuts the bread Then in comes Anne Boleyn to queer the do She holds her head up with a wild "Wah-hoo!" And Henry cries, "Don't drop it in the soup!" [Chorus] With her head tucked underneath her arm She walks the bloody tower With her head tucked underneath her arm At the midnight hour [Verse 5] One night she caught King Henry, he was in the canteen bar Said he, "Are you Jane Seymour, Anne Boleyn or Katherine Parr? Oh, how the sweet San Fairy Ann do I know who you are With your head tucked underneath your arm?"