I've tidings to tell
And new songs as well
Of the wonders I've seen far and wide
But if you'll hear a tale
Of Allan-a-Dale
You must first drop a penny inside
Old Robin who was called Fitzooth
Is dwelling in the wood
His coat is changed to lincoln green
His name to Robin Hood
Now Robin Hood doth hunt the deer
But in the woodlands prance
But oft times, he shoots the sheriff's men
By sorrowful mischance
He robbed the rich to aid the poor
A most unusual practice
But now that he's been outlawed
He needn't pay his taxes
Oh, I'll sing you a song, a rollicky song
As I roll along my way
With a "hey dery die" and "dery die do"
And a "riddle de diddle de day"
With a "riddle de diddle de day"