The King’s Thing

Oh the king
Had a thing
Which he tied on a string
And hung it from a tree in the garden

Pardon?
IN THE GARDEN!

And to all
Who would call
He would say "Not at all!"
And they'd all say, "I beg your pardon"

Pardon?
THEY'D ALL SAY I BEG YOUR PARDON!

Oh! Oh! Your Majesty
What is that upon your tree?
Have you hung it there for me?
It's a tremendous mystery!

Pardon?
A MYSTERY!

Oh the queen
She was seen
By a man in green
Going out with a knife in the garden

Pardon?
IN THE GARDEN!

And they say
From that day
That the king turned grey
And they all begged His Majesty's pardon

Pardon?
THEY ALL BEGGED HIS MAJESTY'S PARDON!

Oh! Oh! Your Majesty!
What is that upon your tree?
Have you hung it there for me?
It's a tremendous mystery!

Pardon?
A MYSTERY!

Well a bird
Who had heard
About what had occurred
Came and perched on a tree in the garden

Pardon?
IN THE GARDEN!

Then the rook
Took a look
And he took it off its hook
And he didn't even stop to say "Pardon"

Pardon?
YES!

Oh! Oh! Your Majesty!
What was that upon your tree?
Now it's gone won't you tell me?
It's a tremendous mystery!

Pardon?