[crickets chirping]

[woman] Love It seems like only yesterday 

You were just a child at play 

Now you're all grown up 

Inside of me 

Oh, how fast those moments flee 

Once we watched a lazy world go by 

Now the days seem to fly Life is brief 

But when it's gone 

Love goes on and on 

[harmonizing] Love will live 

Love will last 

Love goes on 

And on and on 

Once we watched a lazy world go by 

Now the days seem to fly Life is brief 

But when it's gone 

Love goes on and on 

Marian: Oh, Robin, what a beautiful night. I wish it would never end. 

Friar Tuck: Surprise! Long live Robin Hood! 

Father: Hooray! And long live Maid Marian! 

Mother: Bravo! Bravo! 

(Franklin and friends cheer) 

Man: Hear, hear! Bravo! Bravo! Hooray! 

Lady Kluck: And down with that scurvy Prince John! 

Little John: Yeah. (sings) Oh, the world will sing of an English king 

A thousand years from now 

And not because he passed some laws 

Or had that lofty brow 

While bonny good King Richard 

Leads the great crusade he's on 

We'll all have to slave away 

For that good-for-nothin' John Incredible as he is inept 

Whenever the history books are kept 

They'll call him the phony king of England 

All: (sing) A pox on the phony king of England 

[Friar Tuck chuckles] 

[all boo, laugh] 

He sits alone on a giant throne 

Pretendin' he's the king 

A little tyke who's rather like 

A puppet on a string 

And he throws an angry tantrum 

If he cannot have his way 

And then he calls for Mom 

While he's suckin' his thumb 

You see, he doesn't wanna play 

[all laugh while Franklin and friends laugh] 

Too late to be known as John the First 

He's sure to be known as John the Worst 

A pox on that phony king of England 

Lay that country on me, babe 

Lady Kluck: Come on, Johnny. Go, laddie, go! Oh, oh, ooh! 

(Franklin and friends dance) 

Little John: (sings) While he taxes us to pieces 

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

Ah, but while there is a merry man 

In Robin's wily pack 

We'll find a way to make him pay 

And steal our money back 

A minute before he knows we're there 

Old Rob'll snatch his underwear 

[all cheering, laughing] 

Little John: The breezy and uneasy king of England 

The snivelin', grovelin' 

Measly, weaselly 

Blabberin', jabberin' 

Jibberin', jabberin' 

Plunderin', plottin' 

Wheelin', dealin' 

Prince John that phony king of England 


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