- - - - Queen Jane lay in la-bour Full nine days or more 'Til her women grewso tired They could no longer there They could no longer there "King Hen-ry, King Hen-ry will you do one thing for me? Will you open my right side and find my ba-by And find my baby" "Oh no, cried King Hen-ry" That's a thing I never can do If I lose the flower ofEng-land I shall lose thebran-ch too I shall lose the branch too There was fidd-ling, and dan-cing on the day the babe was born But poor Queen Jane be-loved she lay coldas the s-tone Lay cold as the stone