And range in the merry green wood.
I’ll give thee this ring as a token of love,
For bravely thou hast acted thy part ;
That man that can fight, in him I delight,
And love him with all my whole heart.
Robin Hood set his bugle-horn to his mouth,
A blast then he merrily blows ;
His yeomen did hear, and strait did appear
A hundred with trusty long bows.
Now Little John came at the head of them all,