Lady Isobel And The Elf Knight(Ukulele chords)

	        
 
 

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The elf-knight sits on yonder hill 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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He blows his horn both loud and shrill 
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As the rose is blown 

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He blows it East, he blows it West 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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He blows it where he liketh best 
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As the rose is blown 

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Lady Isabel sits a-sewing 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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When she heard the elf-knight's horn a-blowing 
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As the rose is blown 

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'Would I had that horn a-blowingâ' 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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'And yon elf-knight for to sleep in my bosomâ' 
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As the rose is blown 

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Scarcely had she these words spoken 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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When in at the window the elf-knight's broken 
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As the rose is blown 

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'It's a very strange matter, fair maid' said he 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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'I cannot blow my horn, but you call on meâ' 
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As the rose is blown 

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'But will you go to the greenwood side'â'� 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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'If you will not go, I'll cause you to rideâ' 
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As the rose is blown 

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He leapt on his horse and she on another 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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And they rode on to the greenwood together 
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As the rose is blown 

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'Light down, light down, Isabel' said he 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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'For we're come to the place where you are to dieâ' 
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As the rose is blown 

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'It's seven kings daughters, here have I slainâ' 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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'And you shall be the eighth of themâ' 
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As the rose is blown 

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'Sit down a-while, lay your head on my kneeâ' 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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'That we may rest before I dieâ' 
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As the rose is blown 

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She stroked him so fast the nearer he did creep 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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And with a small charm, she's lulled him to sleep 
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As the rose is blown 

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With his own sword-belt, so fast she's bound him 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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With his own dagger so sore she's stabbed him 
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As the rose is blown 

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'If seven kings daughters here have you slainâ' 
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Fine flowers in the valley 
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'Then lie you here, a husband to them allâ' 
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As the rose is blown