Songtexte With Her Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm (Remastered) - The Kingston Trio

In the Tower of London large as life
The ghost of Anne Boleyn walks, they declare
For 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

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
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

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, "His army going to win"
They think that it's Red Grange instead of poor old Anne Boleyn
With her head tucked underneath her arm

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

One night she caught King Henry, he was in the canteen bar
Said he, "Are you Jane Seymour, Anne Boleyn, or Katherine Parr?
For how the sweets and Mary Anne do I know who you are
With your head tucked underneath your arm!"