Me I'm just a poor boy
From across the far southland
And I've traveled many days
To reach this place to mke my stand
I fell in with a merry band, and drank away the hours
Rollin' on, I've been rollin' on
And my head is high, from the battle won
Laid down my life for the Greenwood
The city boys, and the country boys
They come from miles around
To defy their king and country
Save the poor folks from the hand
Of the thieving dukes and abbotts
And the gentry of the land
Sweet Maid marion
Don't you do me no wrong
Stay on the right side
The Greenwood is your home,,
The dancing girls and the open fires, the wine that flows like water