With Her Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the bloody tower
With her head tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the bloody tower
With her head tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour

[Verse 3]
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 think it's Red Grange instead of poor old Ann Boleyn
With her head tucked underneath her arm

[Verse 4]
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 "Wah-hoo!"
And Henry cries, "Don't drop it in the soup!"

[Chorus]
With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the bloody tower
With her head tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour

[Verse 5]
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 Fairy Ann do I know who you are
With your head tucked underneath your arm?"