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1. O there was a keeper, a shooting did go, / And under his arm he did carry a bow, / And that for to bring down the buck and the doe; / All in the green forest, the forest so green, / Where the red roses blossom to crown my queen.
2. The very first doe that he shot at he miss'd, / The second escaped by the breadth of his fist. / The third doe was young, so he caught her and kiss'd; / All in the green forest, the forest so green, / Where the red roses blossom to crown my queen.
3. "My fair pretty doe, you no longer shall roam, / For certainly henceforth with me you shall come, / To tarry securely in my little home; / All in the green forest, the forest so green, / Where the red roses blossom to crown my queen.
4. "Aside I will cast now my billets and bow, / I'll tarry at home with my own pretty doe, / As proud as a king of his sceptre, I trow; / All in the green forest, the forest so green, / Where the red roses blossom to crown my queen. "