Robin Hood - The Phony King Of England

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Oh the world will sing of an English King 

A thousand years from now, 
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And not because he passed some laws 
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Or had that lofty brow. 
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While bonny good King Richard leads 

The great crusade he's on, 
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We'll all have to slave away 
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For that good-for-nothin' John! 
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Incredible as he is inept, 

Whenever the history books are kept, 
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They'll call him the phony king of England. 
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A pox on the phony king of England! 


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He sits alone on a giant throne, 

Pretendin' he's the king, 
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A little tyke who's rather like 
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A puppet on a string, 

And he throws an angry tantrum 
                      
if he cannot have his way... 
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And then he calls for Mum, 

while he's suckin' his thumb. 
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You see, he doesn't want to play. 

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Too late to be known as John the First, 

He's sure to be known as John the worst, 
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A pox on that phony king of England! 

Lay that country on me, babe! 

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While he taxes us to pieces 

And he robs us of our bread, 
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King Richard's crown keeps slippin' down 
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Around that pointed head, 

Ah! But while there is a merry man 

in Robin's wily pack, 
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We'll find a way to make him pay 
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And steal our money back. 

A minute before he knows we're there... 
(NO CHORDS) 
Ol' Rob'll snatch his underwear! 

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The breezy and uneasy king of England, 
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The snivellin', grovellin', 

Measly, weasely, 

Blabberin', jabberin', 

Gibberin', jabberin', 

Blunderin', plunderin', 

Wheelin', dealin', 
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Prince John, that phony king of England, 

Yeah!