The Elfin Knight stands on yon hill,
He blows his horn both loud and shrill,
He stands so proud and he stands so still.
Blow winds blow my bonny o,
Blow winds blow my bonny,
Blow winds blow my bonny o,
Blow winds blow my bonny.
If I had the Knight that stands on yon land,
My true love then surely I have found,
Down to the church then soon we will be bound.
Blow winds blow my bonny o
Blow winds blow my bonny
Blow winds blow my bonny o
Blow winds blow my bonny
You'll make me a dress with seams of fine thread,
Make me a garland of flowers for my head,
Down to the church, then away we'll go to bed.
Blow winds blow my bonny o
Blow winds blow my bonny
Blow winds blow my bonny o
Blow winds blow my bonny
The Elfin Knight stands on yon hill,
Blows his horn both loud and shrill,
He stands so proud and he stands so still.
Blow winds blow my bonny o,
Blow winds blow my bonny,
Blow winds blow my bonny o,
Blow winds blow my bonny.
Blow winds blow my bonny o,
Blow winds blow my bonny.
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