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This one comes straight from Sharp's One Hundred English Folksongs, though I added some melodic variation and changed the meter and overall feel. Sharp mentions that it has very few variants. Another quite like "The Outlandish Knight", but without fatal consequences for the man, and with some financial gain for the lady and her true love.

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A story to you I will relate,
Concerning of a pretty maid;
Concerning of sweet lovely Joan,
As she sat milking all alone.

A noble knight he rode with speed,
All mounted on his milk-white steed;
He rode, he rode himself alone
Until he came to lovely Joan.

“Good morning to you, my pretty maid,”
“And twice good morning, sir,” she said.
“Oh, are you milking all alone?”
“Oh, yes, oh, yes,” said lovely Joan.

Then out he pulled his purse of gold
And said, “Fair maid, do this behold,
All this I’ll give if me you’ll wed,”
Her cheeks they blushed like roses red.

“Oh, noble knight, pray you forbear,
I cannot marry you, I swear;
For on tomorrow I’m to wed,
My own, my own, true love instead.”

‘Twas then he made her a solemn vow,
That he would have her, yes or no.
But this he said to frighten Joan
As she sat milking all alone.

“Give me the gold, sir, into my hand,
And I will be at your command;
For that will be more good to me
Than twenty husbands, sir,” said she.

As he was looking across the mead,
She’s mounted on his milk-white steed;
He called, he called, ‘twas all in vain,
She never once looked back again.

She did not feel that she was safe,
Until she’d reached her true love’s gate;
She’d robbed him of his steed and gold,
And left him an empty purse to hold.

It pleased her lover to his heart
To see how well she’d played her part;
“Tomorrow morning we’ll be wed,
And I will be the knight instead.”

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from The Fairest Flower of Womankind, released April 28, 2017
Bouzouki & Vocals: Lindsay Straw

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Boston-based traditional folk singer, guitarist & bouzouki player.

"Hearken(s) back to more innocent times, of Greenwich Village and pure folk." - The Living Tradition

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