Divorced, Beheaded, Died

Divorced, beheaded and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry the Eigth, I had six sorry wives
Some might say I ruined their lives

Catherine of Aragon was one
She failed to give me a son
I had to ask her for a divorce
That broke her poor heart, of course

Young Anne Boleyn, she was two
Had a daughter, the best she could do
I said she flirted with some other man
And off for the chop went dear Anne

Lovely Jane Seymour was three
The love of a lifetime for me
She gave me a son, little Prince Ed
Then poor old Jane went and dropped dead

Divorced, beheaded and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry the Eigth, I had six sorry wives
Some might say I ruined their lives

Anne of Cleves came at four
I fell for the portrait I saw
Then laid eyes on her face and cried
'She's a horse! I must have another divorce! '

Catherine Howard was five
A child of nineteen, so alive
She flirted with others, no way to behave
The axe sent young Cath to her grave

Catherine Parr she was last
By then all my best days were past
I lay on my deathbed, aged just fifty-five
Lucky Catherine the last stayed alive
(I mean, how unfair! )

Divorced, beheaded and died
Divorced, beheaded, survived
I'm Henry the Eigth, I had six sorry wives
You could say I ruined their lives.