There lived a lady in yon ha'
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Her name was Lady Lisa Bell
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The king, he has a-huntin' gane
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An' left his lady all alane
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The Elfin King wi' his dairt
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Pierced his lady tae the hert
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When the king cam hame at noon
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He spiered for Lady Lisa Bell
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His nobles untae him did say
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"My lady was wounded, noo she's deid"
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Noo they've taen her life frae me
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But her corpse they'll never hae
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The king, he's ca'd his nobles a'
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Tae waltz her corpse intae the ha'
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But when the lords were fa'n asleep
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Oot o' the ha' her corpse did creep
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Noo awa tae the woods he's gane
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An' there he sat upon a stane
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He sat there for seiven years
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'Til a company him drew near
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Some did ride and some did ging
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He saw his lady then amang
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The company, they then made their way
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Tae a ha' upon a hill
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Noo he set him doon fu'l wae
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He's taen oot his harp tae play
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First he played the notes o' noy
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Then he played the notes o' joy
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An' then he played the guid gabber reel
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That would mak a sick hert heal
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There cam a boy frae oot the ha'
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Ye're bidden tae play amangst us a'
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The Elfin King tae him did say
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"What will you hae for a' yer play?"
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For my play I will ye tell
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I'll hae my Lady Lisa Bell
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My sister's son, the unworthy thing
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The morn he will be crowned king
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Noo ye can tak yer lady hame
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An' you'll be king a' on yer ain
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