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And mony ane sings o’ grass, o’ grass,
And mony ane sings o’ corn,
And mony ane sings o’ Robin Hood
Kens little where he was born.
It wasna in the ha’, the ha’,
Nor in the painted bower,
But it was in the gude green-wood,
Amang the lily-flower.

Anon,
‘The Birth of Robin Hood’