Hind Etin

Em | Em Bm | C D Em | G D Em | G D | Em Bm | C D Em | G D Bm Em | Em Lady Margaret sits in her father’s door, Em Bm Sewing a silken seam; C D Em She’s heard a note from Elmond’s wood, G D Em And wished that she was there. G D She’s thrown her needle to her side, Em Bm And the thread down to her knee, C D Em And she is gone to Elmond’s wood G D Bm Em As fast as she could fly. Em She’s walked among the bustling wood, Em Bm And sat down by the stone, C D Em And by it came up Hind Etin, G D Em Saying, “Lady, leave alone. G D You may not pull the flowers here, Em Bm Nor shade under this tree, C D Em For I’m the keeper of this wood G D Bm Em And none may go but me.” Em “I heard a note from Elmond’s wood Em Bm That floated on the wind, C D Em The sweetest music that e’er I heard G D Em That drew me here within.” G D And something in her winsome smile Em Bm It caused his heart to moan; C D Em And he’s fluted her into a trance G D Bm Em To keep her as his own. Em He’s got the branches from the oak, Em Bm The rushes from the stream, C D Em And he has made a shady bower G D Em To keep his lady in. G D She had not been so very long, Em Bm So long away from home, C D Em Till she grew heavy round the waist G D Bm Em With child coming on. F#m | Em C#m | D E F#m | A E F#m | A E | F#m C#m | D E F#m | A E C#m F#m | Em She had not been but seven years, Em Bm Seven years away, C D Em Till she has borne him seven sons G D Em To keep her company. G D But how her heart did mourn the loss Em Bm Of the world she’s left behind, C D Em That every hour of the day G D Bm Em The tears come rolling down. Em Then up and spoke her eldest son, Em Bm Sat at his father’s knee: C D Em “What makes our mother for to weep G D Em And mourn continually.” G D “Your mother was a king’s daughter, Em Bm Sprung from some high degree, C D Em She would have had some noble prince, G D Bm Em Had she not been stole by me.“ Em So that night as they lay in one bower, Em Bm Before the close of day, C D Em The eldest took his flute in hand G D Em And he began to play. G D He sounded such a soothing note, Em Bm For he had learned them well; C D Em His father fell into a trance, G D Bm Em His mother from hers fell. G D Em F Em Em She’s take her children in her arms, Em Bm And started for the town, C D Em And every mile this lady ran, G D Em Her heart was beating strong. G D And when she reached her father’s house Em Bm It was not even day, C D Em And not one hour had even passed G D Bm Em Since she had been a--way. Em The king’s awoken in the morn Em Bm And called his court around, C D Em And he has sent his merry men G D Em To burn the woodland down. G D They lived inside the royal house, Em Bm Full all of mirth and glee; C D Em And when the king he was deceased, G D Bm Em Heir to the crown was she.