Jul 14, 2009 13:07
The Sherriff's will and our command
To tear apart this outlaw band.
Little John and Friar Tuck,
Left'em laying in the muck
Sparrow and Much Miller too,
grabbed my sword and ran'em through
Grabbed that pesky Alan A'dale,
cracked his head and made him wail.
William Scarlet got out of hand.
burried him under Fitzwalter Land.
Robin, Marian, don't you cry,
'cause now your's satan's valentine
The Sherriff's will is our command
Tear apart that outlaw band.