- Can you see green shadows gliding by,
- Faintly hear a bugle horn.
- Picture deer grazing nearby,
- Glades of fern in the morn.
- Can you see 'neath Sherwood's great oak
tree,
- Famous hero Robin Hood;
- By him Little John so free,
- Outlaws of green Sherwood.
- Many men speak of Robin Hood
- Who never shot in his bow.
- Many a man speaks of Little John
- That never did him know.
-
- Does your heart go out to
lovers true,
- Robin and Maid Marian,
- Wishing their sky always
blue,
- Sheriff's an also ran.
- Well then fill your glass and toast
their fame,
- All merrily together.
- Raise your glass in their good name,
- Names to live forever.
- Many men speak of Robin Hood
- Who never shot in his bow.
- Many a man speaks of Little John
- That never did him know.
