Henery the Eighth I am

LyricsFred MurrayMusicRP WestonRoud IndexV53401
Music Hall performersHarry Champion
Folk performancesGraeme Knights
You don't know who you're looking at
 Now have a look at me, I'm a bit of a nob I am
I belong to Royaltee
 I'll tell you how it 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.

 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 named Henery, I'm Henery the eighth I am.

 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, “Go on home to bed”
 Said I, “Now say another word and off'll go your head.

 Now at the waxworks exhibition not so long ago
 I was sitting among the Kings I made a lovely show
 To good old Queen Elizabeth I shouted, “Wotcha Liz!”
 While people poked my ribs and said, “I wonder who this is?”
 One said, “Its Charlie Peace.” and then I got the spike
 I shouted, “Show your ignorance!” as waxy as you like.










Another Cockney music hall song from the repertoire of Harry Champion . Harry worked for almost 60 years in the halls, his first appearance was in 1882, his last in 1941.The song was written for him by Fred Murray and RP Weston





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Last Updated on April 30, 2023 by John Baxter | Published: December 8, 2019
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