The Six Wives Of Dread Lyrics

The first wife was an eskimo

We roud at the nearest trifle

One day while fishing on the ice

She kicked me in the ice-hole

Brr it's cold (x10)



My second was a french bird

Who came from near the Ryne

A nifty little number

I think it was, 69!

Swash-meer (x10)



My third a british stable girl

Oh how this one did hum

And when I told her of it

She said "Your nose is too near your bum"

Tity-Bum (x10)



The fourth a little indian girl

Who turned on at the slightest touch

She liked the whole Kama Sutra

But the lot, twice a night, too much

Upside down, round and round (x5)



The fifth a little cantish girl

Who came from the isle of grain

She only liked it now and again

And again, and again, and again!

Oh my god (x10)



I'm now onto my sixth wife

And I started my life anew

I'm OK but I think that

She's bitten off more than she can chew

Bit it off (x10)



[Judge Dread]: "Oh I wonder if Henry had the same trouble as this. He had a half dozen wives. Mind you could send them to town and have their heads cut off. Much better that having it bitten off! I don't know, every time I come out, every bloody time, I always end up getting married!"