Robin Hood, Robin Hood here we are againnnLiving each day outside the lawnTrying not to do what we did beforenCountry slag with the Bow Bell voicenSo close to the city we ain't got much choicennCouncil estates or tower blocksnWherever you live you get the knocksnBut the people round here they are so nicenStop being naughty take our advicennHersham boys, Hersham boysnLace up boots and corduroysnHersham boys, Hersham boysnThey call us the Cockney cowboysnnIt's down to the hop for the local girlsnThe're not beauty queens but they're our pearlsnBut when you go to bed tonightnDon't worry about us, we're alrightnnHersham boys, Hersham boysnLace up boots and corduroysnHersham boys, Hersham boysnThey call us the Cockney cowboysnnThat's right guvnor Jack the ladnKnow what I mean, ehnKnow what I meannnHersham boys, Hersham boysnLace up boots and corduroysnHersham boys, Hersham boysnThey call us the Cockney cowboys