Queen Jane lay in labor, for nine days or more, til her women grew so tired, they could no longer live, they could no longer live

"Good women, good women, good women that yee be, will you open my right side and find my baby, and find my baby?"

"Oh no" cried the women, "That's a thing that can never be. We will call on King Henry and hear what he may say, and hear what he may say"

King Henry was sent for, King Henry he did come. Saying, "What does ail you my lady? Your eyes they look so dim, your eyes they look so dim"

"King Henry, King Henry, will you do one thing for me? Will you open my right side and find my baby, and find my baby"

"Oh no" cried King Henry, "That's a thing that I can never do. If I lose the flower of England, I shall lose the branch too, I shall lose the branch too"

There was fiddling and dancing on the day the babe was born, but poor Queen Jane beloved, she lay cold as the stone, lay cold as the stone.