The Elf Knight - Steeleye Span

The elf-knight sits on yonder hill

Fine flowers in the valley

He blows his horn both loud and shrill

As the rose is blown

He blows it East, he blows it West

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He blows it where he liketh best

As the rose is blown

Lady Isabel sits a-sewing

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When she heard the elf-knight's horn a-blowing

As the rose is blown

'Would I had that horn a-blowing'

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'And yon elf-knight for to sleep in my bosom'

As the rose is blown

Scarcely had she these words spoken

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When in at the window the elf-knight's broken

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'It's a very strange matter, fair maid' said he Fine flowers in the valley

'I cannot blow my horn, but you call on me'

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'But will you go to the greenwood side?"

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'If you will not go, I’ll cause you to ride'

As the rose is blown

He leapt on his horse and she on another

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And they rode on to the greenwood together

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'Light down, light down, Isabel' said he Fine flowers in the valley

'For we’re come to the place where you are to die'

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'It's seven kings daughters, here have I slain'

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'And you shall be the eighth of them'

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'Sit down a-while, lay your head on my knee'

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'That we may rest before I die'

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She stroked him so fast the nearer he did creep

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And with a small charm, she’s lulled him to sleep

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With his own sword-belt, so fast she’s bound him

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With his own dagger so sore she’s stabbed him

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'If seven kings daughters here have you slain'

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'Then lie you here, a husband to them all'

As the rose is blown