| THE Elfin knight stands on yon hill,
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| Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw
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| Blawing his horn loud and shrill.
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| And the wind has blawin my plaid awa
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| 'If I had yon horn in my kist,
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| Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw
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| And the bonny laddie here that I luve best!
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| And the wind has blawin my plaid awa
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| 'Ye maun make me a fine Holland sark,
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| Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw
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| Without ony stitching or needle wark.
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| And the wind has blawin my plaid awa
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| 'And ye maun wash it in yonder well,
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| Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw
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| Where the dew never wat, nor the rain ever fell.
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| And the wind has blawin my plaid awa
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| 'Now sin ye’ve askd some things o me,
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| Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw
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| It 's right I ask as mony o thee.
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| And the wind has blawin my plaid awa
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| 'My father he askd me an acre o land,
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| Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw
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| Between the saut sea and the strand.
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| And the wind has blawin my plaid awa
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| 'And ye maun plow 't wi your blawing horn,
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| Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw
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| And ye maun saw 't wi pepper corn.
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| And the wind has blawin my plaid awa
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| 'When ye’ve dune, and finishd your wark,
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| Blaw, blaw, blaw winds, blaw
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| Ye’ll come to me, luve, and get your sark.'
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| And the wind has blawin my plaid awa |