A pedlar busk, an' a pedlar thrum,
An' a pedlar linkin owre the lea,
Till there he met wi' two troublesome men
Two troublesome men he would seems to be.
'What's in your pack noo ma gey fellee,
What's in your pack noo come tell to me?'
'There's seven shirts and three gravats,
Beside ma bow-strings two or three.'
'Then be ma saul,' says Little John,
'The most part o' that shall fa' to me.'
The pedlar takes the pack noo aff his back
And lays doon low by his knee.
'Any man that'll fight me three steps back,
The pack and a' shall fa' to thee.'
Little John drew a broad, broad brand,
An the pedlar drew the same;
Till they both did swappit swords, till they both did sweit,
'It's what's your name, noo ma gey fellee,
What's your name, noo come tell to me?'
'The not a bit of my name shall tell
Till both your names you shall tell to me.
An it lies in my ane breist-bone
Whether I'll tell my name or no.'
'But my name it was stoot fellee;
I was pitten far noo across the sea
For the killin of man on ma father's land,
To the merry green woods I was forced to flee.'
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