King Henry [Haunted House]

Let never a man a wooing wend
That lacketh things are three
A store of gold, an open heart
And full of charity
And this was seen of King Henry
Though he lay quite alone
For he's taken him to a haunted house
Seven miles from the town

Bo Bo Bo

Some meat, some meat you King Henry
Some meat you give to me
Go kill your horse you King Henry
And bring him here to me
He's gone and slain his berry brown steed
Though it made his heart full sore
And she's eaten up both skin and bone
And left nothing but hide and hair

Bo Bo Bo

Brrring