To wear the bags of bread.
Then he put on the old man’s breeks,
Was patch’d from ballup to side :
By the truth of my body, bold Robin can say,
This man lov’d little pride.
Then he put on the old man’s hose,
Were patch’d from knee to wrist :
By the truth of my body, said bold Robin Hood,
I’d laugh if I had any list.
Then he put on the old man’s shoes,