Divorced, Beheaded, Died

Divorced, beheaded and died

Divorced, beheaded, survived

I'm Henry the Eigth, I had six sorry wives

Some might say I ruined their lives

Catherine of Aragon was one

She failed to give me a son

I had to ask her for a divorce

That broke her poor heart, of course

Young Anne Boleyn, she was two

Had a daughter, the best she could do

I said she flirted with some other man

And off for the chop went dear Anne

Lovely Jane Seymour was three

The love of a lifetime for me

She gave me a son, little Prince Ed

Then poor old Jane went and dropped dead

Divorced, beheaded and died

Divorced, beheaded, survived

I'm Henry the Eigth, I had six sorry wives

Some might say I ruined their lives

Anne of Cleves came at four

I fell for the portrait I saw

Then laid eyes on her face and cried

'She's a horse! I must have another divorce! '

Catherine Howard was five

A child of nineteen, so alive

She flirted with others, no way to behave

The axe sent young Cath to her grave

Catherine Parr she was last

By then all my best days were past

I lay on my deathbed, aged just fifty-five

Lucky Catherine the last stayed alive

(I mean, how unfair! )

Divorced, beheaded and died

Divorced, beheaded, survived

I'm Henry the Eigth, I had six sorry wives

You could say I ruined their lives.