My plaid awa, my plaid awa,
And ore the hill and far awa,
And far awa to Norrowa,
My plaid shall not be blown awa.
The elphin knight sits on yon hill,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
He blaws his horn both lowd and shril.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
He blowes it east, he blowes it west,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
He blowes it where he lyketh best.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"I wish that horn were in my kist,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
Yea, and the knight in my armes two."
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
She had no sooner these words said,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
When that the knight came to her bed.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"Thou art over young a maid," quoth he,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
"Married with me thou il wouldst be."
Thе wind hath blown my plaid awa
"I have a sister younger than I,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
And shе was married yesterday."
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"Married with me if thou wouldst be,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
A courtesie thou must do to me.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"For thou must shape a sark to me,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
Without any cut or heme," quoth he.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"Thou must shape it knife-and-sheerlesse,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
And also sue it needle-threedlesse."
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"If that piece of courtesie I do to thee,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
Another thou must do to me.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"I have an aiker of good ley-land,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
Which lyeth low by yon sea-strand.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"For thou must eare it with thy horn,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
So thou must sow it with thy corn.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"And bigg a cart of stone and lyme,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
Robin Redbreast he must trail it hame.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"Thou must barn it in a mouse-holl,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
And thrash it into thy shoes soll.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
thou must winnow it in thy looff,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
And also seck it in thy glove.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"For thou must bring it over the sea,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
And thou must bring it dry home to me.
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
en thou hast gotten thy turns well done,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
Then come to me and get thy sark then."
The wind hath blown my plaid awa
"I'l not quite my plaid for my life;
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
It haps my seven bairns and my wife."
The wind shall not blow my plaid awa
"My maidenhead I'l then keep still,
Ba, ba, ba, lilli ba
Let the elphin knight do what he will."
The wind's not blown my plaid awa
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