The Outlandish Knight- Joseph Laver (Som) 1906 Sharp MS

The Outlandish Knight From One Hundred English Folksongs edited by Cecil James Sharp 1916

[From Sharp MS. Sharp collected two versions from Joseph Laver. These two tunes from the same singer were listed separately: A. Sung by Joseph Laver (73), Bridgwater, August I4, I907.
B. Sharp MSS., 1002/. Sung by Joseph Laver (72), Bridgwater, August 13, 1906.

R. Matteson 2014, 2018]


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THE OUTLANDISH KNIGHT- Cecil James Sharp 1916 (music from Bronson) Sung by Joseph Laver of Somerset, 1906, 1907.

An outlandish knight came from the northlands;
And he came wooing to me;
He said he would take me to foreign lands
And he would marry me.

Go fetch me some of your father's gold,
And some of your mother's fee,
And two of the best nags from out of the stable,
Where there stand thirty and three.

She mounted upon her milkwhite steed,
And he on his dapple grey;
They rode till they came unto the seaside,
Three hours before it was day.

Light off, light on, thy milkwhite steed;
Deliver it up unto me;
For six pretty maidens I have drown'd here,
And thou the seventh shall be.

Doff off, doff off thy silken things,
Deliver them up unto me;
I think that they look too rich and too gay
To rot all in the salt sea.

If I must doff off my silken things,
Pray turn thy back unto me;
For it is not fitting that such a ruffian
A naked woman should see.

And cut thou away the brimbles so sharp,
The brimbles from off the brim
That they may not tangle my curly locks,
Nor scratch my lilywhite skin.

He turned around his back to her
And bent down over the brim.
She caught him around the middle so small
And bundled him into the stream.

He dropped high, he dropped low,
Until he came to the side;
Catch hold of my hand, my fair pretty maid,
And thee I will make my bride.

Lie there, lie there, you false-hearted man,
Lie there instead of me,
For six pretty maidens hast thou a-drowned here
The seventh hath drown-ed thee.

She mounted on her milkwhite steed,
And led the dapple-grey;
She rode till she came to her father's house,
Three hours before it was day.

The parrot hung in the window so high,
And heard what the lady did say;
What ails thee, what ails thee, my pretty lady,
You've tarried so long away?

The king was up in his bed-room so high,
And heard what the parrot did say:
What ails thee, what ails thee, my pretty Polly,
You prattle so long before today?

It's no laughing matter, the parrot did say,
That loudly I call unto thee;
For the cat has a-got in the window so high,
I fear that she will have me.

Well turn-ed, well turned, my pretty Polly;
Well turned, well turn-ed for me;
Thy cage shall be made of the glittering gold,
And the door of the best ivory.


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X:28
T:The Outlandish Knight
T:Lady Isabel and the Elf Knight
C:Trad
B:Bronson
O:A. Sharp MSS., I405/I290. Also in Sharp, 4th series, I908,
O:No. 84; and Sharp, I916, p. 29, with piano accompaniment.
O:Sung by Joseph Laver (73), Bridgwater, August I4, I907.
O:B.Sharp MSS., 1002/. Sung by Joseph Laver (72), Bridgwater, August I3, 1906.
N:These two tunes from the same singer were listed separtely
N:by Bronson as nos. 28a and 28b.  The A tune also listed many alternate bars.
M:6/8
L:1/8
K:Ddor
[P:A]D | AAB c2 E | GFE D2 G |
w:An out-land-ish knight came from the North Lands, And
A2 c dcB | A3-A2 G | ABc ded |
w:he came woo-ing to me,* He told me he'd take me to
cAF G2 A | BcB A2 D | D3-D2 |]
w:some for-eign lands And there he would mar-ry me.
[P:B]D | AAB c2 G | FGE D2 G |
w:An out-land-ish knight came from the North Lands, He
A2 c dcB | A3-A2 G | AAB cde |
w:came a woo-ing of me,* He said he would take me un-
dBG A2 G | ABA G2 E | D3-D2 |]
w:to the North-lands  And there he would mar-ry me.
W:
W:An outlandish knight came from the North Lands,
W:And he came wooing to me,
W:He told me he'd take me to some foreign lands
W:And there he would marry me.
W:
W:Go fetch me some of your mother's gold
W:And some of your father's fee
W:And two of the best nags out of the stable
W:Where there stood thirty and three.
W:
W:She fetched him some of her mother's gold
W:And some of her father's fee
W:And two of the best nags out of the stable
W:Where there stood thirty and three.
W:
W:Now she mounted on her milk white steed
W:And he on his dippled grey
W:And they rode till they came to the sea side
W:Three hours before it was day.
W:
W:Duff off, duff off, your silken things
W:And deliver them up to me
W:For it looks too rich and too gay
W:To rot all in the salt sea.
W:
W:If I must take off my silken things
W:Pray turn thy back unto me
W:For it's not fitting that such a ruffian
W:A naked woman should see.
W:
W:Now he turned his back unto her
W:And viewed the watery stream,
W:She catched him round the middle so small
W:And forced him into the stream.
W:
W:He drooped high, he drooped low,
W:Until he came to the side.
W:Catch hold of my hand my pretty Polly
W:And you shall be my bride.
W:
W:Lay there, lay there you false hearted man,
W:Lay there in the stead of me.
W:There are six pretty maidens thou hast a [sic] drowned there
W:But the seventh have drownded thee.
W:
W:Now she mounted on her milk-white steed
W:And led the dipple grey
W:And she rode till she came to her own father's house
W:Three hours before it was day.