The Singing Loins - Running Away From Home lyrics

Robin Hood lived in Upnor Wood* But all alone in my book Making arrows, skinning little bunnies; Merry on his own You won't find me in my Lincoln green Not even Virgil in Thunderbird Three (SIC) Robinson Crusoe; my favourite hero Why can't I be shipwrecked? On Upnor beach, hide away from Friday Wipe away my footprints No smoke, no fire. That's my plan Just a funeral pyre for Action Man Now you've seen the living last of me I won't be home for my tea I like digging, much more than I like climbing Though I'm scared of darkness Now no-one, never, no more, will ever touch me In the roots beneath the Hawthorn tree