I’m Henery the Eighth, I am Harry Champion

[Verse 1]
You don't know who you're looking at
Now have a look at me
I'm a bit of a nob I am
Belong to Royaltee
I'll tell you how got came about
I married widow Burch
And I was King of England
When I toddled out of church
Outside the people started shouting, “Hip hooray”
Said I, “Get down upon your knees its Coronation Day

[Chorus]
I'm Henery the eighth I am
Henery the eighth I am, I am
I got married to the widow next door
She's been married seven times before
Everyone was a Henery she wouldn't have a Willie or a Sam
I'm her eighth old man namеd Henery
I'm Henеry the eighth I am

[Verse 2]
I left the Duke of Cumberland a pub up in the town
Soon with one or two moochers I was holding up the Crown
I sat upon the bucket that the car men think their own
Surrounded by my subjects I was sitting on the throne
Out came the potman saying, “No get off to the bed”
Said I, “Now say another word and off'll go your head