Henry Bolingbroke

[Verse 1]
I remember, I remember
It is but a dream
When I rode with my comrades
To dispose of the king
No mercy was given
No mercy was sought

[Refrain]
For my name is Henry Bolingbroke
The son of John Gaunt

[Verse 2]
The king, he has taken
My title and all
But the throat has now ripened
The tyrant will fall
Your armies dispersed
In your foolish Irish wars

[Refrain]
My name is Henry Bolingbroke
The son of John Gaunt

[Verse 3]
Woe to Fitzalan
And Thomas Woodstock
Their bodies lie beheaded
In the guttеr they rot
From exile havе I come
To the king this report

[Refrain]
My name is Henry Bolingbroke
The son of John Gaunt

[Verse 4]
I remember I remember
It is but a dream
When I rode with my comrades
To dispose of the king
That I should dethrone you
It is only meat

[Refrain]
My name is Henry Bolingbroke
The son of John Gaunt