Song parody of
The Old Man
by The Strange Valentines
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What is the matter O Henery my son
What is the matter my own dearest one
I've been to my sweetheart mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What did she give you O Henery my son
What did she give you my own dearest one
She gave me little fishes mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What will you will your mother O Henery my son
What will you will your mother my own dearest one
I will you my money mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What will you will your father O Henery my son
What will you will your father my own dearest one
My land and my houses mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What will you will your sister O Henery my son
What will you will your sister my own dearest one
My sheep and my cattle mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What will you will your brother O Henery my son
What will you will your brother my own dearest one
My horse and my saddle mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What will you will your sweetheart O Henery my son
What will you will your sweetheart my own dearest one
A rope for to hang on yonder green tree
It was poison she gave me and betrayed you and me
I feel sick in the heart, and I fain would lie down
What is the matter O Henery my son
What is the matter my own dearest one
I've been to my sweetheart mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What did she give you O Henery my son
What did she give you my own dearest one
She gave me little fishes mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What will you will your mother O Henery my son
What will you will your mother my own dearest one
I will you my money mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What will you will your father O Henery my son
What will you will your father my own dearest one
My land and my houses mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What will you will your sister O Henery my son
What will you will your sister my own dearest one
My sheep and my cattle mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What will you will your brother O Henery my son
What will you will your brother my own dearest one
My horse and my saddle mother make my bed soon
I feel sick in the heart and I fain would lie down
What will you will your sweetheart O Henery my son
What will you will your sweetheart my own dearest one
A rope for to hang on yonder green tree
It was poison she gave me and betrayed you and me
I feel sick in the heart, and I fain would lie down
