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432 BT LANDS-DALE HEY HO.
His father would him seeke a, And found him fast asleepe;
Among the leaves green e Was he, was he, hey ho.
He tooke, he tooke him up a, All by the lilly-white hand,
And set him on his feet, And bad him stand, hey ho.
He gave to him a benbow, Made all of a trusty tree,
And arrowes in his hand, And bad him let them flee.
And shoote was that, that a did a, Some say he shot a mile,
But halfe a mile and more Was it, was it, hey ho.
And at the halfe miles end [a,] There stood an armed man;
The childe he shot him through, And through and through, hey ho.
His beard was all on a white a, As white as whaleis bone,
His eyes they were as cleare As christall stone, hey ho.
And there of him they made [a] Good yeoman Robin Hood,
Scarlet, and Little John, And Little John, hey ho. |
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