[Intro]
[Verse]
The mother to her son did say
In the greenwood
The little hind thou shalt not slay
That bears the band of gold
[Verse]
You may slay the hart and shoot the doe
In the greenwood
But the little hind thou must let go
That bears the band of gold
[Verse]
Sir Peter rode in greenwood bound
In the greenwood
And the little hind played before his hound
That bears the band of gold
[Verse]
The little hind sported its feet before
In the greenwood
And he thought on his mother s words no more
That bears the band of gold
[Verse]
He spanned his crossbow with hand and knee
In the greenwood
And he shot the hind beside a tree
That bears the band of gold
[Verse]
His gloves from off his hands he drew
In the greenwood
To flay the hind without ado
That bears the band of gold
[Verse]
Her neck he flayed and shining there
In the greenwood
Was his sister s golden hair
That bears the band of gold
[Verse]
He has found in her bosom cold
In the greenwood
His little sister s rings of gold
That bears the band of gold
[Verse]
In her side with sore affright
In the greenwood
He has found her hands so white
That bears the band of gold
[Verse]
His hunting-knife to the ground he threw
In the greenwood
Now has my mother s tale come true!
That bears the band of gold
[Verse]
Cold on the river falleth the rime
In the greenwood
There s luck for the lad who can take it in time
That bears the band of gold
[Verse]
Far the crane flieth up in the sky
In the greenwood
Lucky the lad who from trouble can fly!
That bears the band of gold