Hermans Hermits 1965
I’m Henry the Eighth I am
Henry the Eighth I am I am!
I remember singing this
At the top of my lungs
at church camp when I was twelve
Thank you Herman’s Hermits
My camp mate, Clarisse had introduced me
To Peter Noone, and the other Hermits.
Herman’s Hermits they called themselves
I had no idea how I survived without
knowing about them
When I hear “Tell me Baby,
Mrs. Brown you have a lovely daughter,
Dream on,” and “Listen people”
I begin to drive a bit faster,
Turning back into the teenager I used to be.
I’m Henry the Eighth I am,
Henry the Eighth, I am, I am…..
Singing this immediately changes me
back into a preteenager, and makes me smile.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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