When Little John came, to gambols they went,
Both gentlemen, yeomen, and clown ;
And what do you think ? Why, as true as I live,
Bold Robin Hood put them all down.
And now you may think the right worshipful squire
Was joyful this sight for to see ;
For he said, Cousin Robin, thou’st go no more home,
But tarry and dwell here with me :
Thou shalt have my land when I die, and till then,
Thou shalt be the staff of my age.