Disney's Robin Hood's Alternate Ending

I can't believe there was an alternate ending to my favorite movie of all time. On another note, something reminded me of this scene:

[ Humming ]
Hey, lover boy. How's that grub comin'? Man, I'm starved.
[ Continues Humming ]
Rob? Robin?
Robert?
- Hey! - Hmm? What? What do you say?
Aw, forget it. Your mind's not on food.
You're thinkin' about somebody with long eyelashes,
and you're smellin' that sweet perfume.
[ Sniffing, Coughing ]
Hey, whoa! It's boiling over!
You're burnin' the chow!
Sorry, Johnny. Guess I was thinking about Maid Marian again.
I can't help it.
I love her, Johnny.
Look, why don't you stop moonin' and mopin' around?
- Just-- Just marry the girl. - Marry her?
You don't just walk up to a girl, hand her a bouquet and say,
"Hey, remember me? We were kids together. Will you marry me?"
[ Chuckling ] No. It just isn't done that way.
Aw, come on, Robbie. Climb the castle walls.
Sweep her off her feet. Carry her off in style.
[ Sighing ] It's no use, Johnny. I've thought it all out, and...
it just wouldn't work.
Besides, what have I got to offer her?
Well, for one thing, you can't cook.
I'm serious, Johnny. She's a highborn lady of quality.
So she's got class? So what?
I'm an outlaw, that's what.
That's no life for a lovely lady. Always on the run.
- What kind of a future is that? - Oh, for heaven's sake, son.
You're no outlaw.
Why, someday you'll be called a great hero.
A hero? Do you hear that, Johnny? We've just been pardoned.
[ Laughs ] That's a gas. We ain't even been arrested yet.
All right. Laugh, you two rogues.
But there's gonna be a big to-do in Nottingham.
[ Slurping, Coughing ]
Well done, ain't it?
Old Prince John’s havin' a championship archery tournament tomorrow.
Archery tournament? Ha!
Old Rob could win that standin' on his head, huh, Rob?
Thank you, Little John. But I'm sure we're not invited.
No, but there's somebody...
who'll be very disappointed if you don't come.
[ Chuckling ] Yeah, old bushel britches,
the Honorable Sheriff of Nottingham.
- No, Maid Marian. - Maid Marian?
Yeah. She-- She's gonna give a kiss to the winner.
- [ Laughing ] - Kiss to the winner!
Oo-de-lally! Come on, Johnny! What are we waiting for?
Wait a minute, Rob. Hold it. That place will be crawlin' with soldiers.
Aha! But, remember.
faint hearts never won fair ladies
fear not, my friends
this will be my greatest performance