Robin
We went yastreen,
Bound further for the South
Where his charms convene.
But thou, friar Crow,
A wearisome Fureal fowl,
Wilt never away--
Take elswhere thy cowl?
Robin
We went yastreen,
Bound further for the South
Where his charms convene.
But thou, friar Crow,
A wearisome Fureal fowl,
Wilt never away--
Take elswhere thy cowl?
Transcribed by: John Bryant