Get down, get down, little Henry Lee
And stay all night with me
You won't find a girl in this [bad word] world
That [bad word] with me

And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
little bird lit down on Henry Lee 

I can't get down and I won't get down
And stay all night with thee
For the girl I have in that merry green land
I love far better than thee

And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
little bird lit down on Henry Lee 

She leaned herself against a fence
Just for a kiss or two
And with a little pen-knife held in her hand
She plugged him through and through

And the wind did roar and the wind did moan
La la la la la
La la la la lee
little bird lit down on Henry Lee  [bad word] take him by his lilly-white [bad word] take him by his feet
And throw him in this deep deep well
Which is more than one hundred feet

And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
La la la la la
La la la la lee
little bird lit down on Henry Lee 

Lie there, lie there, little Henry Lee
Till the flesh drops from your bones
For the girl you have in that merry green land
Can wait forever for you [bad word] home

And the wind did howl and the wind did moan
La la la la la
La la la la lee
little bird lit down on Henry Lee