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The Death of Queen Jane

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  • Queen Jane lay in labor full nine days or more
    'Til her women were so tired, they could no longer there
    They could no longer there

    "Good women, good women, good women as ye be
    Will you open my right side and find my baby
    And find my baby?"

    "Oh no," cried the women, "That's a thing never can be
    We will send for King Henry and hear what he may say
    And hear what he may say"

    King Henry was sent for, King Henry did come
    Saying, "What do ail you, my lady? Your eyes, they look so dim
    Your eyes, they look so dim"

    "King Henry, King Henry, will you do one thing for me?
    That's to open my right side and find my baby
    And find my baby"

    "Oh no," cried King Henry, "That's a thing I'll never do
    If I lose the flower of England, I shall lose the branch too
    I shall lose the branch too"

    There was fiddling, aye, and dancing on the day the babe was born
    But poor Queen Jane beloved lay cold as the stone
    Lay cold as the stone

    Adew adew, my heart is lost
    Adew, my joy and my solace
    With double sorrow, complain I must
    Until I die, alas, alas
    Until I die, alas, alas
    (Repeat)
  • Queen Jane lay in labor full nine days or more
    'Til her women were so tired, they could no longer there
    They could no longer there

    "Good women, good women, good women as ye be
    Will you open my right side and find my baby
    And find my baby?"

    "Oh no," cried the women, "That's a thing never can be
    We will send for King Henry and hear what he may say
    And hear what he may say"

    King Henry was sent for, King Henry did come
    Saying, "What do ail you, my lady? Your eyes, they look so dim
    Your eyes, they look so dim"

    "King Henry, King Henry, will you do one thing for me?
    That's to open my right side and find my baby
    And find my baby"

    "Oh no," cried King Henry, "That's a thing I'll never do
    If I lose the flower of England, I shall lose the branch too
    I shall lose the branch too"

    There was fiddling, aye, and dancing on the day the babe was born
    But poor Queen Jane beloved lay cold as the stone
    Lay cold as the stone

    Adew adew, my heart is lost
    Adew, my joy and my solace
    With double sorrow, complain I must
    Until I die, alas, alas
    Until I die, alas, alas
    (Repeat)