Robin Hood
Twas many long years past we know, that Robin ran through forests green
Robbing the rich to give to the poor, or that’s how it would seem
The Sheriff set out to trap the crook known as the Robin of the hood
But the Sheriff was a fool or Robin was just too good.
He laid a trap of many gold coins on the personage of a woman fair
Hoping Robin would steal them all and take them to his lair
But Robin spied the trap and knew the Sheriff was after him
He played him at his own game and approached the woman prim.
Fair maid may I lighten, your load of the golden coins that I see
They will help to feed the poor and one of whom is me.
The lady fair looked at Robin, she sighed at his handsome good looks
Pray take the gold dear Robin; it has not gone through the books
Sweet maid don’t worry the Sheriff’s men, I already see
Let me escort you back and of your load, you will soon be free
Oh Robin of the hood, my heart you have stolen may I say
Sweet maid hang on to it, you will need it another day
The Sheriff wants to catch us, and there begins our plights
His real aim you know is to discover where we buy our tights
We know the gold is just a trap, so desperate he is to know
Our tights he thinks we buy, but in fact Will Scarlet does sew
The Sheriff plays a bad man, but that is just his ploy
You will be safer with him, because he desires a boy
When I left the castle he said that I stole his favourite maid and gold
But it was really because I ran, and he found my bed was cold.
28/03/2014
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