* Song: * Album: * Interpretation: * Notes: Lonesome Robin Treaty Stone Jan Whalen (jwhalen@fs1.li.man.ac.uk) By Bob Coltman, learned from Guy Carawan.

Lonesome Robin

Rise up from your bed of sorrow
See if you can bend that short bow one last time
Speak from your wounds and say you don't care
You know it will prey on your mind
Wherever your arrow it falls to the ground
lay lonesome Robin down one last time

No more Robin, no more
your outlaw days are over

When you were a little boy
You had to go to bed early while the sun still shone
Just like sleep was the end of the world
and tomorrow will never never come
So now lonesome Robin won't you close your eyes
so that the sun it will rise 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 from the city
Just lie there and think of the deer you have run
and of all the games that you've played
and wondering what Marian's bound to do that's better 
than coming to see you one last time.

No more Robin, no more
your outlaw days are over 

And time's taken your time away
Time and deceptions have whittled your days
all of the times that ever you had 
have took to their heels and run
Hold on to whatever is closest to you
That's all lonesome Robin can do one last time.