I've tidings to tell And new songs as well Of the wonders I've seen far and wide But if you'll hear a tale Of Allan-a-Dale You must first drop a penny inside Old Robin who was called Fitzooth Is dwelling in the wood His coat is changed to lincoln green His name to Robin Hood Now Robin Hood doth hunt the deer But in the woodlands prance But oft times, he shoots the sheriff's men By sorrowful mischance He robbed the rich to aid the poor A most unusual practice But now that he's been outlawed He needn't pay his taxes Oh, I'll sing you a song, a rollicky song As I roll along my way With a "hey dery die" and "dery die do" And a "riddle de diddle de day" With a "riddle de diddle de day"