The Phony King Of England Disney's Robin Hood (1973) Phil Harris

^GOh the world will sing of an English King A thousand years from now, And^D not because he passed some laws Or ^Ghad that lofty brow. ^GWhile bonny good King Richard leads

The great crusade he's on,

We'll ^Dall have to slave away For that ^Ggood-for-nothin' John! ^GIncredible as he is inept,

Whenever the history books are kept,

They'll call him the phony king of ^DEng^Gland. A pox on the phony king of ^DEng^Gland!

^GHe sits alone on a giant throne, Pretendin' he's the king, A ^Dlittle tyke who's rather like A ^Gpuppet on a string,

And he throws an angry tantrum if he cannot have his way...

And ^Dthen he calls for Mum, while he's suckin' his thumb. You see, he ^Gdoesn't want to play.

^GToo late to be known as John the First, He's sure to be known as John the worst, A pox on that phony king of E^Dngl^Gand!

Lay that country on me, babe!

^GWhile he taxes us to pieces And he robs us of our bread, King ^DRichard's crown keeps slippin' down Ar^Gound that pointed head,

Ah! But while there is a merry man in Robin's wily pack,

We'll ^Dfind a way to make him pay And ^Gsteal our money back.

A minute before he knows we're there... (NO CHORDS) Ol' Rob'll snatch his underwear!

^GThe breezy and uneasy king of E^Dngl^Gand, The s^Dnivellin', grovellin',

Measly, weasely, Blabberin', jabberin', Gibberin', jabberin', Blunderin', plunderin', Wheelin', dealin',

Prince ^GJohn, that phony king of E^Dngl^Gand, Yeah!