King Henry V's Conquest of France Songtext
von Richard Thompson

King Henry lay upon his bed
Bemusing on a tribute due
A tribute due from the king of France
It hadn′t been payed for so long a day
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Oh the king he called for his lovely page
His lovely page then he called he
Saying you must go to the king of France
To the king of France ride speedely
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And then away went this lovely page
This lovely page then away went he
And when he came to the king of France
Lord! he fell down and with bending knee
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Oh my master greets you worthy sir
Ten tonnes of gold that's his due to he
T′is due to send him this tribute home
Or in french land he soon will see
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Oh your master is young and unturned of years
Not fit to comment on my degree
And I will send him three tennis balls
That with them he might learn to play
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Oh the page he returned to the english court
What news what news cried king Henry
Such news I am afraid to speak
For with this news you will never agree
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He says you are young and unturned of years
Not fit to comment on his degree
And he will send you three tennis balls
That with them you might learn to play
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Then Henry writes to the king of France
His pen never flew so speedily
Said I will toss you some London balls
That will shake your court so grievously
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And then we marched into french land
With drums and trumps so merrily
And then bespeaks the king of France
He under comes proud king Henry
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Oh the first shot that the french men gave
They killed our english men so free
We killed ten thousand of the french
The rest of them they all ran away
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