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  • (Posted 2021-06-09)  CPDL #64716:         
Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2021-06-09).   Score information: A4, 8 pages, 214 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Includes a keyboard reduction of the a cappella choral score.

General Information

Title: In Sherwood lived stout Robin Hood
Composer: Charles Harford Lloyd
Lyricist: Anonymous
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularPartsong

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1897 The Musical Times no.652
Description: To the choristers and gentlemen of the choir of Eton College Chapel.

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Original text and translations

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1  In Sherwood lived stout Robin Hood,
An archer great, none better,
His bow and shafts were sure and good,
Yet Cupid's were much better;
Robin could shoot at many a hart and miss,
Cupid at first could hit a heart of his.
R:  Hey, jolly Robin Hood!
Ho, jolly Robin Hood!
Love finds me,
As well at thee,
To follow me to the greenwood.

2  A noble thief was Robin Hood,
Wise was he could deceive him;
Marian in his bravest mood
Could of his heart bereave him;
No greater thief lies hidden under skies,
Than beauty closely lodged in woman's eyes.
R: 

3  An outlaw was this Robin Hood,
His life free and unruly,
Yet to fair Marian bound he stood,
And love's debt paid he duly;
Whom curb of strictest law could not hold in.
Love to obedience with a wink could win,
R: