Tonight I'll serve a supper, We'll eat some food that's rare. And at the head of the table, I'll place brother Henry's chair-Invite all the local big dogs, We'll laugh and talk and eat, But we'll' save the bones for Henry Jones, ‘cause he don't eat no meat- Today I'll go to market- and buy a lot of fish, That will thrill Brother Henry, Because that's his special dish.- Get a large can of molasses, so we'll have something sweet, But save the bones for Henry Jones, “cause he don't eat no meat. Henry is not a drinker, he rarely takes a nip, He don't need a napkin, ‘cause the things he eats don't drip. One day we had a banquet, It really was a bake, They started off with some short ribs, they finished off with a steak. But when the feat was over, brother henry just kept his seat, and we served the bones to Henry Jones, ‘cause he don't eat no meat. To- he don't eat no meat.