With Her Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm

Album: The Classic Monologues (1934)
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  • In the tower of London, large as life
    The ghost of Anne Bolyn walks, they declare
    Poor Anne Bolyn 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

    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 giving him what for
    Gadzooks, she's going to tell him off for having spilled her gore
    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 head tucked underneath her arm
    At the midnight hour

    Along the draughty corridors, for miles and miles she goes
    She often catches cold, poor thing
    It's cold there when it blows
    And it's awfully awkward for the Queen to have to blow her nose
    With her head tucked underneath her arm

    Sometimes gay King Henry gives a spread
    For all his gals and pals and ghostly crew
    The headsman craves the joint and cuts the bread
    Then in comes Anne Bolyn 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

    The sentries think that it's a football that she carries in
    And when they've had a few they shout "is Ars'nal going to win?"
    They think it's Alec James instead of poor old Ann Boleyn
    With her head tucked underneath her arm

    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 Seymour, Anne Bolyn, or Katherine Parr?
    For how the sweet san fairy ann do I know who you are
    With your head tucked underneath your arm?" Writer/s: Bert Lee, Robert Patrick Weston
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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