Kate Rusby [2015] - The Outlandish Knight [HD]
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- Опубліковано 16 вер 2024
- An outlandish knight came from the north lands
He courted a lady fair
He said he would take her to those northern lands
And there he would marry her
Go fetch some of your fathers gold
And some of your mothers fee
And two of the horses from out of the stables
Where there stands thirty and three
She’s mounted on the lilly white steed
And he the dapple gray
They’ve rode til they come unto the sea side
Three hours before it was day
Lights off Lights off, your lily white steed
Deliver it unto me
Six pretty maidens have I drowned here
And the seventh will surely be thee
Take off take off
Your silken gowns
Deliver them unto me
For I do feel that they are too fine
To rot in the sun salt sea.
If I take off my silken gowns
And turn your back on me
For it is not fitting that such a cruel world
A naked woman should see
And cut away the brambles so sharp
The brambles from of the brim
For I do feel that they’ll tangle my hair
And scratch my tender skin
So he’s turned his back all on the fair maid
And leant down over the brim
She’s taken him by his slander waist
and tumbled him into the stream
Lie there, lie there, you false-hearted man,
Lie there instead of me,
For six pretty maidens have you drowned here
The seventh hath drown-ed thee
Love her music. Thanks for sharing.
takes me back a bit, in a modern -ish way 🙂
Lovely , Kate looks so happy ❤️👍🏽
An outlandish knight came from the north lands,
He courted a lady fair,
He said he would take her to those northern lands
And there he would marry her...
Go fetch some of your father's gold
And some of your mother's fee,
And two of the horses from out of the stables
Where there stands thirty and three...
She's mounted on the lily white steed,
And he the dapple gray,
They rode until they've come unto the sea side
Three hours before it was day...
Day, day, day...
Light off, light off your lily white steed,
Deliver it unto me,
For six pretty maidens have I drowned here
And the seventh will surely be thee
Take off, take off your silken gowns,
Deliver them unto me,
For I do feel that they are too fine
To rot in the salt, salt sea...
If I take off my silken gowns,
Then turn your back on me,
For it is not fitting that such a cruel world
A naked woman should see...
And cut away the brambles so sharp,
The brambles from off the brim,
For I do fear that they'll tangle my hair,
And scratch my tender skin...
So he's turned his back all on the fair maid
And bent down over the brim,
She's taken him by his slender waist
And tumbled him into the stream...
Lie there, lie there, you false-hearted man,
Lie there instead of me,
For six pretty maidens have you drowned here,
And the seventh has drowned thee...
I read in a folk song group recently: 'There are also some ballads that seem to date from around the year 1000,
most notably "The Outlandish Knight", which has been traced to a
continental myth from around that time. Whether it was actually in
Britain at that time is another question.
No question at all. It wasn't.
I love ❤️ this song 🌊💎🌨💫🐬🐳
I included this song in my latest "Phonograph to Folk Revival" video on my channel, alongside one traditional recording which uses a similar tune: ua-cam.com/video/8ImQzZjI1L8/v-deo.html
This version may be inspired by a Nic Jones recording which was based on a version collected by Cecil Sharp.