Bellowhead - The outlandish knight lyrics

Lady Margaret she sits in her bower sewing Ma ba and the lilly ba When she saw the knight with his horn a-blowing On the very first morning of May "Oh I wish that I had that horn I hear blowing" And it's ma ba and the lilly ba "And that young knight to sleep here on my breast" On the very first morning of May Well the lady she had these words scarce spoke And it's ma ba and the lilly ba When in at her window the knight come a-jumping On the very first morning of May "Oh strange it is, oh strange young woman" And it's ma ba and the lilly ba "I can scarce blow my horn since I hear you a-calling On the very first morning of May" "Go fetch you gold from your father's table Deliver it unto me And the two fastest horses in your father's stable Where there stand thirty and three" So he's mounted him on the black, black horse And she's rode on the dappled grey And they rode till they come to the broad sea shore Just three hours before it was day "Lie down, lie down from your horse," he says "And deliver it unto me For it's six pretty maids I have drownèd here And the seventh one you shall be" "Take off, take off your clothes," he says "And deliver them unto me For they are too fine and costly robes For to rot in the salt, salt sea" "Lie down, lie down from your horse," she says "And turn your back on me For it's not fitting that any gentle man A naked lady should see" So he's mounted him down off his horse so high And he's turned his back on she And she catched him around the middle so small And tumbled him all down in the sea Sometimes he sank, sometimes he swam And it's ma ba and the lilly ba "Oh help, oh help, oh my pretty mistress Or drownèd I shall be" "Lie there, lie there oh you false young man Lie there instead of me For it's six pretty maids you have drownèd here And the seventh one has drownèd thee" So she's mounted her on the black, black horse And she's led the dappled grey And she rode til she come to her father's house An hour before it was day And a parrot sitting up on her window side And it's mah bah and the lilly bah "Oh where have you been, oh my pretty mistress So long before it is day?" "Don't you prittle, don't you prattle, oh my pretty polly Don't you tell the tales on me And your cage shall be made of the best glitt'ring gold Your perch of the best ivory" But her father sitting up at his window-side On a-hearing the parrot did say "Oh, what is the matter, oh my pretty polly That you cry so long before the day?" "Oh there come a cat to my window side" And it's ma ba and the lilly ba "And I was a-calling my pretty mistress" Just to frighten that p****-cat away...