Richard Thompson - King Henry lyrics

King Henry lay Upon his bed Amusing on a tribute due A tribute due from the King of France That hadn't been payed for so long a day Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day Oh the king he called For his lovely page His lovely page then he called he Said "you must go to the King of France To the king of France ride speedily" Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day And then away went this lovely page This lovely page then away went he And when he came to the King of France Low he foot down and bending knee Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day "Oh My Master greets you worthy, Sir Ten tonnes of gold that is due to He And You will send Him His tribute home Or in French land You will soon Him see" Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day "Oh your master's young and of tender years Not fitter to come into My decree And I will send Him three tennis balls That with them he may learn to play" Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day Oh the Paige he returned to the English Court "What news, what news?" cried King Henry "Such news am I afraid to speak For with such news You will never agree" Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day He says 'You are young and of tender years Not fitter to come into His decree And He will send You three tennis balls That with them You will learn to play' Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day 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 courts so grievously" Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day And then we marched into French land With drums and trumps so merrily And bespeaks the king of France "Yonder comes proud King Henry" Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day Oh the first shot that the Frenchman gave They k**ed our English men so free We k**ed ten thousand of the French The rest of them they all ran away Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day Fa-lah, dre-lah, da-la-la, fa-lah-day