Queen Jane lay in labor   For six weeks and more   The women grew weary   And the midwife gave o'er      King Henry, he was sent for   On horse back and speed   King Henry came to her   In the time of her need      Oh Henry, good King Henry   If that you do be   Please pierce my side open   And save my baby      Oh no Jane, good Queen Jane   That never could be   I'd lose my sweet flower   To save my baby      Queen Jane she turned over   She fell all in a swoon   Her side was pierced open   And the baby was found      How bright was the morning   How yellow was the moon   How costly the white coat   Queen Jane was wrapped in       King Henry he weeped   He wrung his hands 'til they're sore   The flower of England   Will never be no more