The Elfin Knight - Jean Luc Lenoir

Written by：Jean Luc Lenoir

The elfin knight stands on yon hill

Blaw blaw blaw winds blaw

Blawing his horn loud and shrill

And the wind has blawin my plaid awa

'If I had yon horn in my kist

Blaw blaw blaw winds blaw

And the bonny laddie here that I luve best

And the wind has blawin my plaid awa

'Ye maun make me a fine holland sark

Blaw blaw blaw winds blaw

Without ony stitching or needle wark

And the wind has blawin my plaid awa

'And ye maun wash it in yonder well

Blaw blaw blaw winds blaw

Where the dew never wat nor the rain ever fell

And the wind has blawin my plaid awa

'Now sin ye've askd some things o me

Blaw blaw blaw winds blaw

It 's right I ask as mony o thee

And the wind has blawin my plaid awa

'My father he askd me an acre o land

Blaw blaw blaw winds blaw

Between the saut sea and the strand

And the wind has blawin my plaid awa

'And ye maun plow 't wi your blawing horn

Blaw blaw blaw winds blaw

And ye maun saw 't wi pepper corn

And the wind has blawin my plaid awa

'When ye've dune and finishd your wark

Blaw blaw blaw winds blaw

Ye'll come to me luve and get your sark'

And the wind has blawin my plaid awa