The Outlandish Knight

Well, he's followed her up and he's followed her down

And it's into the room where she lay

She hadn't the strength for to flee from his arms

Nor the tongue for to answer him nay

Rise up, rise up, my pretty Polly

Rise up and go with me

I will take you to north Scotland

And there you'll married be

Go fetch a bag of your father's gold

And some of your mother's fee

Out in the stable, two fine horses

There stand dirty and free

So, she's lit upon her nimble going brown

And he's mounted the dappled gray

And when they've come to north Scotland

'Twas just three hours 'til day

Light you down, light you down, my pretty Polly

Light you down I say to thee

Six king's daughters have I drowned here

And the seventh has drown-ed thee

Pull off, pull off you fine gay clothes

Hang 'em on a yonder tree

For they look to fine and they cost too much

For to rot in the salt lake sea

Well, then you get a sickle and you cut down the nettles

That grow so close to the brim

For I fear they'll tangle my long yellow hair

And they'll tear my lily white skin

Well, then he's got a sickle and he's cut down the nettles that grow so close to the brim

And she's picked him up so skillfully

And she's pushed the false knight in

Lie there, lie there, my false young man

Lie there in the room of me

Six king's daughters have you drowned here

And the seventh has drown-ed thee

Well then she's lit upon her nimble going brown

And she's led the dappled gray

And when she's come to her father's door

Was just three hours 'til day

Hush up, hush up my pretty polly bird

And don't you tell tales on me

Your cage will be made of the very beaten gold

And your door of the best ivory

Then up and spoke a fine young man

In the chamber where he lay

What's the matter with my pretty polly bird

Your talking so long afore day

There's two black cats at my cage and door

My life they will betray

And I'm just a-calling for my pretty Polly

For to drive the cats away

Well, he's followed her up and he's followed her down

And it's into the room where she lay

She hadn't the strength for to flee from his arms

Nor the tongue for to answer him nay