The second part,
to the same tune:
COntent, content, the Beggar he cry'd,
hey down, down, an a down,
Thy part it will be the worse,
for I hope this bout to give thée the rout,
And then have at thy Purse.
The Beggar he had a mickle long Saffe,
hey down, &c.
And Robin had a Nut-brown Sword,
so the Beggar drew nigh, and at Robin let fly,
But gave him never a word.
Fight on, fight on, said Robin Hood then,
hey down, &c.
This Game well pleaseth me:
for every blow that Robin did give,
The Beggar gave buffets thrée.
And fighting there full hard and sore,
hey down, &c.
Not far from Nottingham Town,
they never fled, till from Robin head
The blood came trickling down.
O hold thy hand said Robin Hood then,
hey down, &c.
And thou and I will agrée:
if that be true, the Beggar he said
Thy Mantle come give vnto me.
Nay, a change, a change, cri'd Robin Hood
hey down, &c.
Thy Bags and Coat give me,
and this Mantle of mine, Ile to thée resign,
My Horse and my braverie.
When Robin had got the Beggars Clothes,
hey down &c.
He looked round about,
Methinks, said he, I séem to be
A Beggar brave and stout.
For now I have a bag for my Bread,
hey down, &c.
So have I another for Corn,
I have one for Suit, another for Malt,
And one for my little Horn.
And now I will a begging goe
hey down, &c.
Some charitie for to find.
and if any more of Robin you'l know,
In this second Part it's behind.
NOw Robin he is to Nottingham bound,
hey down, &c.
With his bags hanging down to his knée,
his staff & his coat, scarce worth a groat
Yet merrilie passed he,
As Robin he passed the Stréets along,
hey down, &c.
he heard a pittifull cry,
thrée Brethred déer, as he did hear,
Condemned were to dye.
Then Robin he highed to the Sheriffs,
hey down, &c.
Some Reliefe for to séek,
he skipt, and leapt, and capored full high,
As he went along the stréet.
But when to the Sheriffs doore he came.
hey down, &c.
There a Gentleman fine and brave,
thou Beggar, said he, come tell vnto me
What is it that thou wouldest have.
No meat nor drink, said Robin Hood then,
hey pown, &c.
That I come here to crave,
but to beg the lives of Yeomen thrée,
And that I fain would have.
That cannot be, thou bold Beggar,
hey down, &c.
Their Fact it is so cléer;
I tell to thée, hang'd they must be
For stealing of our Kings Déer.
But when to the Gallows they did come,
hey down, &c.
There was many a wéeping eye
O hold your peace, said Robin then,
For certainly they shall not dye.
Then Robin he set his Horn to his mouth,
hey down, &c.
And blew but blastes thrée,
till a hundred bold Archers brave,
Came knéeling dow to his knée.
What is your will Master, they said,
hey down, &c.
We are here at your command.
shoot East, shoot West, said Robin then,
And look that you spare no man.
Then they shot East, and they shot West,
hey down, &c.
Their arrows were so kéen;
the Sheriffe he, and his companie,
No longer must be séen.
Then he stept to these Brethren thrée.
hey down, &c.
And away he had them tane,
but the Sheriff was crost & many a man lost,
That dead lay on the Plain.
& away they went into the merry gréen-wood,
hey down, &c.
And sung with a merry glée,
and Robin took these Brethren good,
To be of his Yomandriée.