They say a girl like me should wed And take a man to lay in my bed But I would like to stay young and free And oh, I wish they would let me be Oh, I wish they would let me be... Let me be Robin the miller he's fond of bra** He sees a fool's face when he looks in gla** Thinks he'll bargain like grain for me But oh, I wish he would let me be Oh, I wish he would let me be Robin, let me be There came a man names Bonnie Jim He looks so fine in his holiday trim Thinks he'll take me off to the sea But oh, I wish he would let me be Oh, I wish he would let me be Jim, let me be Jim, let me be Cousin Dick he has gold and land He thinks all this will win my hand My hand or lips he will never see But oh, I wish he would let me be Oh, I wish he would let me be Dick, let me be This young soldier boy is Ned His gun's like his own, he can shoot me dead His eyes are blue but they don't see me Oh, why does he let me be? Oh, why does he let me be? Let me be Why, you let me be?