Queen Jane lay in labor full nine days or more
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'Til her women grew so tired, they could no longer there
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They could no longer there
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"Good women, good women, good women that you may be
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Will you open my right side and find my baby?
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And find my baby
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"Oh no," cried the women, "That's a thing that can never be
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We will send for King Henry and hear what he may say
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And hear what he may say"
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King Henry was sent for, King Henry did come
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Saying, "What does ail you my lady? Your eyes, they look so dim
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Your eyes, they look so dim"
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"King Henry, King Henry, will you do one thing for me?
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That's to open my right side and find my baby
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And find my baby"
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"Oh no, cried King Henry, "That's a thing I'll never do
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If I lose the flower of England, I shall lose the branch too
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I shall lose the branch too"
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There was fiddling, aye, and dancing on the day the babe was born
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But poor Queen Jane beloved lay cold as the stone
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Lay cold as the stone
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The Death Of Queen Jane
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| Loreena McKennitt |
