Lonesome Robin (Bob Coltman) Rise up on your bed of straw And see if you can't bend back your bow one last time You're sick with your wounds and you think you don't care But you know it'll prey on your mind And wherever your arrow falls to the ground We'll lay lonesome robin down, one last time No more Robin, no more, your outlaw days are over It's funny how hot is the sun Now that you can't run away to the shade And you can't help but think of the deer that you've run And all the tricks that you've played An wonderin' what Marian's bound to do Better than comin' to see you, one last time When you were a little boy You had to go to bed while the sun still shone It was just like sleep was the end of the world And tomorrow would never come And now lonesome Robin can't you just close your eyes And pretend that the sun will still rise one more time Now time has took your time away Time and contraptions have slowed you down All of the times you ever had Took to their heels and they run Hold on to what ever is closest to you It's all lonesome Robin can do, one last time ----------------------------------------------------------------- note: death of Robin Hood Recorded by Bob Coltman Copyright Bob Coltman SOF
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