1. POOR BOY

Me I'm just a poor boy, from across the far southland,
And I've traveled many days to reach this place to mke my stand,
I fell in with a merry band, and drank away the hours.

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Rollin' on, I've been rollin' on,
And my head is high, from the battle won,
Laid down my life for the Greenwood

The city boys, and the country boys, they come from miles around,
To defy their king and country, save the poor folks from the hand,
Of the thieving dukes and abbotts, and the gentry of the land.

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Sweet Maid marion, don't you do me no wrong,
Stay on the right side, the Greenwood is your home,
The dancing girls and the open fires, the wine that flows like water.

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2. BOY BLUE

Hey Boy Blue, can't you hear all the noise.
It's for you, all the town's waiting there.
Let us go, there's a show like you ain't seen before
Welcome home, where you been all these years,
Look around, all the crowd is in tears,
It's so good to see you in the streets of your town.

Hey Boy Blue is back.
Hey Boy Blue is back.
Hey Boy Blue is back.
Hey Boy Blue is back.
Hey Boy Blue is back.
Hey Boy Blue is back.

I've seen bold knights, droppingdown like flies,
I've seen kings, rolling in the mire,
I've seen God, point the finger of doom to our foes.
I have fought in the holiest wars,
I have smashed, some of the holiest jaws
I've been jailed, been impaled, and been dragged through the world.
One thing, I have learned through these years,
Is that no man, should be stricken with fear
It should be that he walks with no care in the world.
So my friends, who are gathered here today,
Hear this clear, for I'll not further say,
That no man, shall cause me to take up arms again.

Hey Boy Blue is back.
Hey Boy Blue is back.
Hey Boy Blue is back.
Hey Boy Blue is back.
Hey Boy Blue is back.