Lyrics

Come sit you down on this dark night Wind well thy horn, good hunter And hearken to a tale of fright Though you be a mighty hunter A maid dwells in the woods nearby Wind well thy horn, good hunter She draws the careless with her cry For she is a mighty hunter No mortal man can break her will Wind well thy horn, good hunter No sword avails, no strength, no skill For she is a mighty hunter One day a man of chivalry Wind well thy horn, good hunter Heeded not this history For he was a mighty hunter So I will tell you of his fate Wind well thy horn, good hunter The knight who learned the truth too late Though he was a mighty hunter He ranged the woods both far and near Wind well thy horn, good hunter Till the sounds of weeping drew his ear For he was a mighty hunter "Why weep you in the forest here?" Wind well thy horn, good hunter "A boar has killed my husband dear!" Though he was a mighty hunter "Oh where shall I this wild boar see?" Wind well thy horn, good hunter "Oh blow a blast, he'll come to thee" For he is a mighty hunter The knight put horn unto his mouth Wind well thy horn, good hunter He blew it north, east, west and south For he was a mighty hunter And strong as seven armored men Wind well thy horn, good hunter The boar came forth from out his den For he was a mighty hunter The boar cut wounds of scarlet red Wind well thy horn, good hunter But the knight at last struck off his head Though he was a mighty hunter ​ Then the maid turned to the knight Wind well thy horn, good hunter "Thou art the man of greater might" Oh, you are a mighty hunter "Fair lady sad this day must be Wind well thy horn, good hunter But let me take you off with me For I am a mighty hunter Your beauty rare has captured me Wind well thy horn, good hunter Come off my love, I'll marry thee" For I am a mighty hunter "Oh foolish man no wife I'll be Wind well thy horn, good hunter 'Tis ye who'll come and follow me For I am a mighty hunter You have slain my magic boar Wind well thy horn, good hunter Who was, as you, a man before Though he was a mighty hunter And now you'll take his place, good knight Wind well thy horn, good hunter Till you are slain by greater might Yes, by some mighty hunter" The knight cried out in grief full sore Wind well thy horn, good hunter Where he had stood now lay a boar And he was a mighty hunter Beware all ye the crying bride Wind well thy horn, good hunter Who lives within the greenwood side For she is a mighty hunter Hunt not within the Maid's domain Wind well thy horn, good hunter Or as a beast you may remain As one more mighty hunter