King Henry Lyrics
King Henry lay Upon his bed
Amusing on a tribute due
A tribute due from the King of France
That hadn't been payed for so long a day
Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day
Oh the king he called For his lovely page
His lovely page then he called he
Said "you must go to the King of France
To the king of France ride speedily"
Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day
And then away went this lovely page
This lovely page then away went he
And when he came to the King of France
Low he foot down and bending knee
Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day
"Oh My Master greets you worthy, Sir
Ten tonnes of gold that is due to He
And You will send Him His tribute home
Or in French land You will soon Him see"
Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day
"Oh your master's young and of tender years
Not fitter to come into My decree
And I will send Him three tennis balls
That with them he may learn to play"
Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day
Oh the Paige he returned to the English Court
"What news, what news?" cried King Henry
"Such news am I afraid to speak
For with such news You will never agree"
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Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day
He says 'You are young and of tender years
Not fitter to come into His decree
And He will send You three tennis balls
That with them You will learn to play'
Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day
Then Henry writes to the King of France
His pen never flew so speedily
Said "I will toss you some London balls
That will shake your courts so grievously"
Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day
And then we marched into French land
With drums and trumps so merrily
And bespeaks the king of France
"Yonder comes proud King Henry"
Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day
Oh the first shot that the Frenchman gave
They killed our English men so free
We killed ten thousand of the French
The rest of them they all ran away
Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day
Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day
