Mudd, have you ever heard the Robin Hood song. It's sung to the tune of Streets of Laredo.
As I walked down through the green debts of Sherwood as I walked down through fair Sherwood one day
I met a young bowman all dressed in green Lincoln all dressed in green Lincoln and singing so gay
"Brace the bow oh so tight, it has to be just right then place the cloth yard against it's side A strong arm to draw it, then gently release it and true to it's mark the arrow will fly"
I ask the young bowman from whence he had come there he said I'm an outlaw, in hiding am I The grass is my bed and the leaves are my pillow my walls are the trees and my roof is the sky
He said, I shot an arrow at yonder stag there the keen edge broadhead pierced clear through his side he ran to the forest, where he sought safety he fell to the ground and there he died
Three blast from my horn brought my men from the greenwood we carried the stag to our camp in the glen, we roasted and toasted, of long shots we boasted no better companions than my Merry Men
His song slowly faded away in the greenwood,.. was he ever really here at all? now listen so faintly...the sound of a horn there would that be...could that be...Robin Hoods call?
Here it is..