His bones conceal a tale no bard could ever tell
Of how he laughed and loved; of how he fought and fell
He died a hero; he was the last king of his kind
But the truth gets buried if the storyteller's blind
Bare bones! Bare bones! We pay and display
Bare bones! Bare bones! We pray and decay
He fought for honor and he cut their banner down
They heard his dying breath in every English town
And so they butchered him while traitors stood aside
Yet good men straight and true stayed with him as they died
Bare bones! Bare bones! We pay and display
Bare bones! Bare bones! We pray and decay
The shattered corpse of England's King displayed for all to see
His bones will keep their secrets 'til the truth can set him free
Bare bones! Bare bones! We pay and display
Bare bones! Bare bones! We pray and decay
Bare bones! Bare bones! We pay and display
Bare bones! Bare bones! We pray and decay
Bare bones! Bare bones! We pay and display
Bare bones! Bare bones! We pray and decay