Lyrics
Robin Hood, Robin Hood here we are again
Living each day outside the law
Trying not to do what we did before
Country slang with the Bow Bell voice
So close to the city we ain't got much choice
Council estates or tower blocks
Wherever you live you get the knocks
But the people round here they are so nice
"Stop being naughty, take our advice!"
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
Laced up boots and corduroys
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
They call us the Cockney cowboys
It's down to the hop for the local girls
The're not beauty queens but they're our pearls
So when you go to bed tonight
Don't worry about us, we're alright
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
Laced up boots and corduroys
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
They call us the Cockney cowboys
Dick i Chavvie
It's the Mudtown Slosher!
That's right guv'nor, Jack The Lad
Know what I mean, eh?
Know what I mean?
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
Laced up boots and corduroys
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
They call us the Cockney cowboys
Come on grandad
You just hold on now boy
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
Laced up boots and corduroys
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
They call us the Cockney cowboys
Living each day outside the law
Trying not to do what we did before
Country slang with the Bow Bell voice
So close to the city we ain't got much choice
Council estates or tower blocks
Wherever you live you get the knocks
But the people round here they are so nice
"Stop being naughty, take our advice!"
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
Laced up boots and corduroys
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
They call us the Cockney cowboys
It's down to the hop for the local girls
The're not beauty queens but they're our pearls
So when you go to bed tonight
Don't worry about us, we're alright
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
Laced up boots and corduroys
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
They call us the Cockney cowboys
Dick i Chavvie
It's the Mudtown Slosher!
That's right guv'nor, Jack The Lad
Know what I mean, eh?
Know what I mean?
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
Laced up boots and corduroys
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
They call us the Cockney cowboys
Come on grandad
You just hold on now boy
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
Laced up boots and corduroys
Hersham boys, Hersham boys
They call us the Cockney cowboys
