Horrible Histories - The Wives of Henry VIII
[Chorus]
Divorced, beheaded, and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had six sorry wives
Some might say I ruined their lives
[Verse 1]
Catherine of Aragon was one
She failed to give me a son
I had to ask her for a divorce
That broke her poor heart, of course
Young Anne Boleyn, she was two
Had a daughter, the best she could do
I said she flirted with some other man
And off for the chop went dear Anne
Lovely Jane Seymour was three
The love of a lifetime for me
She gave me a son, little Prince Ed
Then poor old Jane, went and dropped dead
[Chorus]
Divorced, beheaded, and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had six sorry wives
Some might say I ruined their lives
[Verse 2]
Anne of Cleves came at four
I fell for the portrait I saw
Then laid on her face and cried, "She's a horse
I must have another divorce"
Catherine Howard was five
A child of nineteen, so alive
She flirted with others, no way to behave
The axe sent young Cath to her grave
Catherine Parr, she was last
By then, all my best days were past
I lay on my deathbed, aged just fifty-five
Lucky Catherine, the last, stayed alive
I mean, how unfair
[Chorus]
Divorced, beheaded, and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had six sorry wives
You could say I ruined their lives
Divorced, beheaded, and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had six sorry wives
Some might say I ruined their lives
[Verse 1]
Catherine of Aragon was one
She failed to give me a son
I had to ask her for a divorce
That broke her poor heart, of course
Young Anne Boleyn, she was two
Had a daughter, the best she could do
I said she flirted with some other man
And off for the chop went dear Anne
Lovely Jane Seymour was three
The love of a lifetime for me
She gave me a son, little Prince Ed
Then poor old Jane, went and dropped dead
[Chorus]
Divorced, beheaded, and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had six sorry wives
Some might say I ruined their lives
[Verse 2]
Anne of Cleves came at four
I fell for the portrait I saw
Then laid on her face and cried, "She's a horse
I must have another divorce"
Catherine Howard was five
A child of nineteen, so alive
She flirted with others, no way to behave
The axe sent young Cath to her grave
Catherine Parr, she was last
By then, all my best days were past
I lay on my deathbed, aged just fifty-five
Lucky Catherine, the last, stayed alive
I mean, how unfair
[Chorus]
Divorced, beheaded, and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry VIII, I had six sorry wives
You could say I ruined their lives
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