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,