Now they lay his body down
While he plundered far and wide
Sad old men who run this town
All his starving children cried
The charge and saved the day
Went hung--ry just the same
Blue blood and rain
He meant to shine
I can hear the bu ---gle playing
To the end of the line --
We seen the last of good King Richard
ring out the past, his name lives on and on
Roll out the bones and raise up your pitcher
Raise up your glass to good King John.
Raise up your glass to good King John.