- Through
Sherwood runs the Forest Line,
- Carrying
coal hewn from the mine.
- It
will carry you to the Goose Fair;
- Makes
you feel just like a millionaire.
- Through
Sherwood runs the Forest Line,
- Back
in time, feels so fine, feels so fine.
-
- You
might want if you've half a mind
- To
turn the clock way back in time.
- When
the woods were wild and in the Spring,
- The
golden oriole did sweetly sing.
- Through
Sherwood runs the Forest Line,
- Back
in time, feels so fine, feels so fine.
-
- When
tall oaks hawthorn and Scots pine,
- Grew
here be-fore the Forest Line.
- Roses
and orchids, bluebells mingling,
- Occasional
deer, birds a-winging.
- Through
Sherwood runs the Forest Line,
- Back
in time, feels so fine, feels so fine
-
- You
might hear if you've half a mind,
- Riding
along the Forest Line.
- An
echoing bugle filling the air,
- A
whistling arrow fly past your ear.
- Through
Sherwood runs the Forest Line,
- Back
in time, feels so fine, feels so fine.
-
- You
might see if you've half a mind,
- Riding
along the Forest Line.
- Robin
and Marian stroll hand in hand
- And
galloping by, his merry band.
- Through
Sherwood runs the Forest Line,
- Back
in time, feels so fine, feels so fine
