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O now my brave fellow, how came you here?
I fear you have cuckold, me head over ear,
So we’ll press this bold fellow and send him to sea,
He shall ne’er stay at home to make a cuckold of me.
BOLD ROBIN HOOD.
To its own proper Tune.
AS blithe as a linnet sings in the green wood,
so blith we’ll wake the morn,
And through the wide forest of merry Sherwood,
we’ll wind the bugle horn.
The Sheriff attempts to take bold Robin Hood,
bold Robin disdains to fly,
Let them come when they will to merry Sherwood,
we’ll conquer boys or die.
Our hearts are stout, and our bows are good,
and as well their masters know,
They’re cut in the forest of merry Sherwood,
and never spares a foe.
Oar arrows shall drink of the fallow deer’s blood,
we’ll hunt them all over the plain,
And through the wide forest of merry Sherwood,
no shaft shall e’er fly in vain.
Brave Scarlet and John who never subdu’d,
give each his hand so bold,
We’ll range round the forest of merry Sherwood,
what says my hearts of gold?
FINIS.
