Now they lay his body down, Sad old men who run this town

I still recall the way he led the charge and saved the day;

Blue blood and rain, I can hear the bugle playin'



We've seen the last of good King Richard

Ring out the past, his name lives on and on

Roll out the bones and raise up the pitchers

Raise up your glass to good King John Uh huh



While they plundered far and wide, all his starving children cried

And though we sung his fame we all went hungry just the same

He meant to shine to the end of line



Chorus



Raise up your glass to good King John

Raise up your glass to good King John



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