Bob Coltman gave me a couple corrections for his "Lonesome Robin," filename[ LONEROBN
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(here is a corrected Digital Tradition version)

LONESOME ROBIN
(Bob Coltman)

Rise up on your bed of straw,
And see if you can't bend back your bow one last time;
You're sick with your wounds and you think you don't care,
But you know it'll prey on your mind.
And wherever your arrow falls to the ground,
We'll lay lonesome Robin down, one last time.
    No more Robin, no more, your outlaw days are over.

Funny how hot is the sun,
Now that you can't run away to the shade;
And you can't help thinkin' of the deer you have run,
And of all the games you have played;
And wonderin' what Marian found to do,
That's better than comin' to see you, one last time.
    No more Robin, no more, your outlaw days are over.

When you were a little boy,
You had to go to bed early while the sun still shone;
'Twas just like sleep was the end of the world,
And tomorrow would never come.
Now lonesome Robin can't you just close your eyes,
And pretend that the sun will still rise one last time.
    No more Robin, no more, your outlaw days are over.

Now time has took your time away,
Time and contraptions have whittled you down;
And all the times that you ever have had
Have took to their heels and gone.
Hold on to whatever is closest to you,
It's all lonesome Robin can do, one last time.
    No more Robin, no more, your outlaw days are over.



note: death of Robin Hood
@death @outlaw
Recorded by Bob Coltman
Copyright Bob Coltman
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