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28 May 04 - 05:44 AM (#1195749) Subject: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: GUEST,viv_sparrow@easthants.gov.uk Trying to find the complete words for a song which goes "Robin Hood was a bloke and he owned many bows, kept 'em all nice and clean, but he died in his prime at the age of 89 with a nasty case of eyball gangrene, other verses refer to Friar Tuck who didn't give a ...damn and Marion who had lovely big ...eyes Any help would be much appreciated as my husband is driving me round the twist singing the same bits!! |
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28 May 04 - 08:08 AM (#1195818) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: Dave Sutherland Put either "Dave Turner" or "Nottingham Evening Post" in the lyrics and knowledge search and you'll find it from there. That's how I did it anyway |
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28 May 04 - 02:18 PM (#1196086) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: George Seto - af221@chebucto.ns.ca It's the one titled Robin Hood/Jesse James in the list of related Threads. |
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28 May 04 - 05:03 PM (#1196187) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: GUEST,Andrew Then there was It was in the forest of Sherwiood in the year ?? x hundred and ten Lived a pusher by the name of Robin Hood And his band of merry merry men They lived of nuts and berries and other ????? My memory is fading but I do remember Fred Wedlock singing it to everyones amusement Andrew |
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03 Jun 04 - 03:55 PM (#1199586) Subject: Lyr Add: ROBIN HOOD (from Fred Wedlock) From: GUEST,Fantum Right here we go. Words stolen from a Fred Wedlock album. All mistakes are mine and I claim them. ROBIN HOOD (Dave Turner, as recorded by Fred Wedlock) Robin Hood was a bloke who robbed across the land Firing arrows here and there. He fired at the rich and he mowed down the poor And now and then he'd hit a passing deer. Maid Marion was his missus and she had two lovely eyes And feet as big as boats, But he let her hang around cos she's the only bird he'd found What would fetch him out his Nottingham Evening Post. Robin Hood was a bloke and he owned many bows, Kept 'em all nice and clean. He died in his prime at the age of 89 With a nasty case of eyeball gangrene. He was walking through the wood, this randy Robin Hood, With most of his merry men, When, to make this song real crude, by them dashed a nude And he never saw his merry men again. A man was being hung and Robin said, "That's wrong. I'll stop your ex-i-cut-i-on," he said. So he loaded up his bow and he let his arrow go And shot the poor bugger through the head. Now the friar's name was Tuck and he didn't give a damn. No, he didn't ever help them in a fight. He wouldn't help them hunt, the lazy idle friar. He just sat around and fed himself all night. Robin Hood was a bloke and he owned many bows, Kept 'em all nice and clean. He died in his prime at the age of 27 With a nasty case of eyeball gangrene. He had a fight on a log with a man called Little Jog And he made Robin look a proper twit. He up with his pole and he scored a perfect goal And knocked Robin flying in the water. When it came to singing songs, well, they could not go wrong. Their minstrel's name was Alan-a-Dale. He minstrelled through the day and he minstrelled through the night And they drowned him in a keg of Watney's Pale. Robin Hood was a bloke and he owned many bows, Kept 'em all nice and clean. He died in his prime at the age of 42 With a nasty case of eyeball gangrene. As long as birds are here, as long as blokes drink beer, As long as two and two make five, As long as clipper ships keep on smuggling cannabis pips, The name of Robin Hood will stay alive. It will bounce across the land. It will be passed from hand to hand, His deeds exaggerated by the gross. They'll glorify his name and cover up with fame The thieving robbing rat-bag that he was. Robin Hood was a bloke and he owned many bows, Kept 'em all nice and clean. He died in his prime at the age of 89 With a nasty case of eyeball gangrene. Bit of poetic license I think with Little John. Fred sang it with the age of Robin changing so I have copied that. He invited the audience to pick any number they liked. I learned it some years ago and ain't used it in yonks. Perhaps its time to take it out dust it of and go torture an audience somewhere. Lots of luck with it Fantum A guest because the machine don't love me |
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03 Jun 04 - 08:28 PM (#1199770) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: The Fooles Troupe Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Riding thru the glen. Robin Hood, Robin Hood, With his band of men. Feared by the bad, loved by the good, Robin Hood, Robin Hood. |
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04 Jun 04 - 12:24 PM (#1200335) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: Tig I was supplying in a school the other week and we sang that one Fooles! I promptly got a photocopy of ALL the words if you want them :-) |
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04 Jun 04 - 09:48 PM (#1200719) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: The Fooles Troupe Might as well put it here then, Tig, thanks... never remembered more than that one verse. Robin |
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05 Jun 04 - 06:05 PM (#1201078) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: Tig Here you are then. Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Riding thro' the glen, Robin Hood, Robin Hood, With his band of men, Feared by the bad, Loved by the good, Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Robin Hood. He called the greatest archers to a tavern on the green, They vowed to help the people of the King; They handled all the trouble on the English country scene, And still found plenty of time to sing, Robin Hood ........ He came to Sherwood Forest with a feather in his cap, A fighter never looking for a fight; His bow was always ready and he kept his arrows sharp, He used them fighting for what was right. Robin Hood........ With Alan Dale and Little John, they had a roguish look, They did the deeds that others wouldn't dare; Recaptured all the money that the evil sheriff took, And rescued many a lady fair, Robin Hood ......... To cheating and corruption he would never, never yield, And danger was his breakfast ev'ry day; The cobbler in the hamlet and the farmer in the field Were always helping him get away. Robin Hood ........ He rode up to the palace and was cheered by ev'ry one, His Lady Marian threw him a rose; The King of England knighted him the Earl of Huntingdon, And that's the way the legend goes. Robin Hood ......... |
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05 Jun 04 - 07:53 PM (#1201097) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: Joybell Thanks Tig, I didn't know there was more. I loved that TV series. Joy |
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05 Jun 04 - 08:17 PM (#1201108) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: The Fooles Troupe Bris31, the local Brisbane community TV station, ran the series a while ago. Thanks Tig. Robin |
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06 Jun 04 - 05:00 AM (#1201219) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: JennyO Robin Hood was one of my dad's favourite shows when he was alive. I don't remember there being all those other words either. |
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06 Jun 04 - 09:25 AM (#1201282) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: Tig I could remember the chorus and first verse from my childhood. That's why I was pleased to get a copy of all the verses - and even more pleased to hear 5 year old singing it with great gusto. |
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06 Jun 04 - 10:47 PM (#1201646) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: Seamus Kennedy Anyone remember the cast? Richard Greene- Robin, Archie Duncan - Little John, Alan Wheatley - The Sheriff, Alexander Gauge - Friar Tuck, Patricia Something - Maid Marion. Any more? Seamus |
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07 Jun 04 - 08:41 AM (#1201896) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: Snuffy Patricia Driscoll? She also used to do Storybook which was Monday's Watch With Mother Tue- Andy PAndy, Wed - Bill & Ben, Thu - Rag TAg & Bobtail & Fri Woodentops IIRC |
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08 Jun 04 - 12:39 AM (#1202456) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: Seamus Kennedy I think you're right Snuffy. And once, when Archie Duncan was ill, or on another gig, his place was taken by Rufus Cruikshank. And Leslie Phillips filled in for Alan Wheatley. And another actress called Bernadette something filled in for Pat Driscoll. Time to go home, time to go home, Andy is waving, it's time to go home.. Slobbalobbalop, little weed. We-ee-ee-d! Seamus |
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09 Jun 04 - 09:04 AM (#1203494) Subject: Lyr Add: ROBIN HOOD From: Jim Dixon Here's another version of the one Fantum posted. Lyrics copied from Folkal Point, weekly newsletter of the Wigan Folk Club. (I omitted chords because they weren't lined up with the lyrics anyway.) ROBIN HOOD (Words by John (?) from Aspull, with extra material by Monologue Joe) (Tune: Jesse James) Robin Hood he was a man and he roamed throughout the land Shooting off his arrows there and here. He robbed from the rich and he kept it for himself And he shot the occasional king's deer. He'd a fight upon a log with a lad called Little John Who made Robin look a proper twit; For John hit him with his pole, and he scored a perfect goal And Robin Hood went flying in the water. For Robin was a man and he owned a lot of bows. He kept them all nice and clean. He died in his prime at the age of eighty-nine From a bad case of eyeball gangrene. Maid Marion there she sits, she's got two enormous eyes And feet just like a pair of boats. Robin keeps her hanging round. She's the only girl in town Who'll give him his daily Nottingham Evening Post. Well a man was to be hung. Said Robin, "This is wrong." To Nottingham his merry men he calls. He gives his horn a blow, fits an arrow to his bow, And shoots the poor old hangman through the head. Now you've often heard the tale of dashing Allan-a-Dale Who wandered through the valleys and the hillocks. All the ladies they would swoon when Allan played his tune, And they used to waft the flies off his armour. He had the smell of Brut. He got pickled as a newt. He chased the girls through Sherwood all his days. He chased them through the pines and they used to call him Heinz, For he knew fifty-seven different ways. Will Scarlett often bragged about all the girls he'd kissed. At playing on the lute he was quite slick. He called the girls his pets, and they frequently took bets Whether he or Robin had the biggest bow. The Sheriff's temper ripped as he crept beneath the crypt. His plan to capture Robin was a farce; For his arrows they were blunt, and that stupid little sheriff Watched the arrows bounce off Robin's head. The Abbot he was rich, the dirty son of a woman. All day in the church his God he'd thank; But the outlaws stole his gold, so the story's told, When he went behind a tree to have a smoke. Now Mutch the miller's son, he didn't have any fun. All day on the toilet he would dwell. For from the very start all he did was cough And the outlaws said, "What's that bloody smell?" Now the friar's name was Tuck and he didn't give a damn. All day in the forest he would snooze. When the men went out to hunt, that lazy big fat friar Ate up all the food and drank the booze. As long as this here minstrel will sing his little song, As long as two and two make five, As long as we are here paying too much for our beer, The tales of Robin Hood will stay alive. They'll be passed from hand to hand, sung throughout the land, Exaggerated by the mob. They'll glorify the name and cover up the shame Of the dirty thieving b*****d that he was, Of the dirty thieving b*****d that he was. (Note from Joe Offer: Dave Turner is the songwriter) |
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23 Nov 04 - 06:33 PM (#1336991) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: GUEST Robin hood saw a nude riding through the glen Friar Tuck run like F*** and tell the merry men |
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29 Nov 04 - 07:16 PM (#1342596) Subject: Lyr Add: ROBIN HOOD (from Fred Wedlock) From: GUEST,Ralph I've got an old tape of Fred Wedlock Here are the words in full, with the talk bits in brackets, it's a great one to sing at parties. I've also got the words to Robin Head by Keith Christmas, as Fred sang it as well. "Sorry Fred if this infringes your copyright, but nobody seems to know your words". ROBIN HOOD (Dave Turner, as recorded by Fred Wedlock) Robin Hood was a bloke who robbed across the land, firing arrows here and there He fired at the rich and mowed down the poor and now and then he'd hit a passing deer Maid Marion was his missus and she had two lovely eyes and feet as big as boats But he let her hang around cos she's the only bird he'd found, what could fetch him out his Nottingham Evening Post Chorus Oh Robin was a bloke and he owned many bows kept 'em all nice and clean He died in his prime at the age of eighty nine of a nasty case of eyeball gangrene (That was very nice, that was the chorus, one or two of you didn't manage to join in so we'll sing it again in case you'd like to) Oh Robin was a bloke and he owned many bows kept 'em all nice and clean He died in his prime at the age of forty six of a nasty case of eyeball gangrene (There's one awkward bit where it changes every chorus but never mind just have a guess) He had a fight on a log with a bloke called Little Jog and he made Robin look a proper twit He upped with his pole and scored a perfect goal and knocked Robin flying in the water (It doesn't rhyme cos it's a traditional song) When it came to singing songs well they could not go wrong, their minstrels name was Alan A'dale He minstrelled through the day and he minstrelled through the night so they drowned him in a keg of Watneys Pale Chorus Oh Robin was a bloke and he owned many bows kept 'em all nice and clean He died in his prime at the age of twenty three of a nasty case of eyeball gangrene He was walking through the wood, this randy Robin Hood with most of his merry men When to make this song real crude, by them dashed a nude, and he never saw his merry men again A man was being hung and Robin said "That's wrong, I'll stop your execut-i-on he said So he loaded up his bow and let the arrow go and shot the poor bugger through the head Now the friars name was Tuck and he didn't give a damn, no he didn't ever help them in a fight He wouldn't help them hunt that lazy rotten friar, he just sat around and fed his self all night Chorus Oh Robin was a bloke and he owned many bows kept 'em all nice and clean He died in his prime at the age of eighty nine of a nasty case of eyeball gangrene As long a birds are here, as long as blokes drink beer, as long as two and two make five As long as clipper ships go on smuggling cannabis pips the name of Robin Hood will stay alive It will bounce across the land, it will pass from hand to hand, his deeds exaggerated by the gross They'll glorify his name and cover up with fame the thieving robbing rat-bag that he was. End. |
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29 Nov 04 - 10:02 PM (#1342746) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: GUEST,Blackcatter sheesh - does everything around here devolve into TV theme songs? Blackcatter's World Robin Hood Page |
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07 Jan 09 - 04:53 PM (#2534453) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: GUEST I remember as a kid in Belfast in the sixties singing this one: Robin Hood saw a nude riding through the glen Friar Tuck ran like f... to warn the Merry Men When they got there Robin Hood was bare Lying on, lying on Maid Marian. sung to the tune of the old TV series theme |
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23 Feb 11 - 08:54 PM (#3101603) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: GUEST i remember this in the early seventies well done for remembering it when i asked fred for lyrics and chords he told me he never wrote anthing down and if he did it was on an old beer mat ciggy box |
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21 Sep 11 - 01:19 PM (#3226670) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: GUEST,wend. Heard Mike Riley (Hartshead Pike)sing this years ago in Stalybridge and other places. Robin Hood was a lad who roamed throughout the land, Shooting off arrows far and near. He robbed from the rich and kept it for himself And touched up the occasional queer. Other verses start: The friars name was Tuck and he didn't give a damn ...... Maid Marian there she sits and she's got two lovely eyes ...... |
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14 Apr 12 - 01:55 AM (#3338052) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: GUEST I realise this is rather a tenuous link, but the reference to Patricia Driscoll in Robin Hood caught my eye. When I was a very small child I loved to watch her presenting Picture Book on the BBC. I am sure the original theme tune to Picture Book was not Badinerie, as in the later episodes. It was a catchy tune, somewhat akin to the Sixties hit Popcorn. Can anyone confirm or help me with this, please? Thank you. |
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14 Apr 12 - 02:21 AM (#3338057) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Robin Hood song From: GUEST My memory is fading but I do remember Fred Wedlock singing it to everyones amusement Andrew .,,.,. Slowburn response years later ~ only just found this way back thread Now I wonder what it can be that makes me think that it would have been to everybody's amusement except mine ~~ just like the OP song & so many more rubricated of those hereabove. MthePartypopper |