With Her Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm

　　With Her Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm - The Kingston Trio

　　In the tower of London large as life

　　The ghost of Anne Boleyn walks they declare

　　Poor 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's 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 had a few they shout is army going to win

　　They 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 and ghostly crew

　　The headsman craves 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

　　Oh how the sweet san fairyann do I know who you are with

　　Your head tucked underneath your arm