Robin Hood
Allan Taylor
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Am G D Em Am G AmC G D Em Am G Am [Verse]G Oh, there's many one sings of theD Em grass, the grassAm G Am And many one sings of the cornC G D But those that sing of good RobinEm HoodAm G Am Know little where he was born [Verse]G D Oh, William was large of limb andEm Am G Am life and come 'pon he'd agreedC G D Em And he has gone to Earl RichardAm G Am to serve for a meat and fee [Verse]G D Em Earl Richard had one daughterAm G Am dear, the fairest in the landC G D Em And William he has courted her,Am G Am to ask her for her hand [Instrumental]Am G D Em Am G Am [Verse]G D Em Oh, would my father should getAm G Am word what's passed 'tween you and meContinúa después del anuncioC G D Em Before that he should eat orAm G Am drink, he'd hang you to a treeG D When nine months they were at anEm Am G Am end and eight months they were goneC G D Em Young William took his lady fairAm G Am unto the wood alone [Verse]G D Em For he was large of limb and lifeAm G Am and held her in his armsC G D She's born to him a fine youngEm Am G Am son among the leaves so green [Instrumental]Am G D Em Am G AmC G D Em Am G Am [Verse]G D When night was gone, the day didEm Am G Am come, the sun began to peepC G D Em Up and raised the Earl RichardAm G Am out of your drowsy sleep [Verse]G D Em He called upon his merry men byAm G Am one, by two, by threeC G D Oh, what has come of my daughterEm Am G Am dear, that she's not come to me [Verse]G D They sought her fore, they soughtEm Am G her back, they sought her up andAm downC G D They found her in the good greenEm Am G Am wood, nursing a fine young son [Instrumental]Am G D Em Am G Am [Verse]G D Em Earl Richard took the baby boy andAm G Am kissed him tenderlyC G D "Though I would see your fatherEm Am G Am hung, your mother's dear to me" [Verse]G D Em He kissed him once and twiceAm G Am again, "My grandson I thee claimC G D And Robin Hood in the good greenEm Am G Am wood, and that shall be your name" [Verse]G Oh, there's many one sings of theD Em grass, the grassAm G Am And many one sings of the cornC G D But those that sing of good RobinEm HoodAm G Am Know little where he was born