1 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 2 '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 3 '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 4 '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 5 '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 6 '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 7 '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 8 '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