106 – At the Sign of the Blue Boar — 1958

Thar ‘hue and cry’ rang out my lads! They trailed us to the glen, the glen! The Sheriff’s breath was lost my lads, on Sherwood’s merry men! From out the noose we slithered loose his lordship fooled again, again! Thar ‘hue and cry’ rang out my lads! They trailed us to the glen, the glen! The Sheriff’s breath was lost my lads, on Sherwood’s merry men! So sing and send a cheery note bring out your billed and then and then, the Sheriff will n’er be called mein host, by Sherwood’s Merry Men!