Robin Hood, Robin Hood,

a
Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
Is in the mickle wood:
Little John, Little John,
He to the town is gone.

b
Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
Is telling his beads,
All in the green wood,
Among the green weeds.

c
Little John, Little John,
If he comes no more,
Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
He will fret full sore.