To the Fair three outlaws go, for naught except a pleasant day; their happiness soon turns to woe, ’till Robin shows a way!

The enemy is everywhere, but Tuck and Robin take their chance; the answer is an underground, and a charming maid of France!

The Sheriff asks the alchemist, why do you not turn lead to gold; to which the answer is quite plain, ‘I have a nasty cold!

Across the channel safety gleams, so Robin takes a daring chance; he trusts a stranger who it seems, is Robin Hood of France!

Prince John conducts his game of chance, by putting Arthur’s life at stake; but Robin wins against the odds, and takes the lad to France!

Farmer Tom is dead they say, which surely alters all the facts; for instance Tuck finds out a way, to end a hated tax!

A daring raid is being planned, and Pick is chosen for the try; because he’s proven that his hand is quicker than your eye!

Marian has a dreamed a dream, of danger lurking for the bold; but Robin scoffs until its plain, his fate has been foretold!

When Little John gets in a rage, the Sheriff has him caught and bound; he drags him to the gallows but, no hangman can be found!