There was a warm wind with the high tide
On the south side of the hill,
When a young girl went a-walking
And I followed with a will
Good day to you, my fine young lady
With your lips so sweetly full
May I help you comb your long hair
Sweep it from that brow so cool?

Up, ride with the kelpie
I'll steal your soul to the deep
If you don't ride with me while the devil's free,
I'll ride with somebody else

Well I'm a man when I'm feeling
The urge to step ashore
So I may charm you, not alarm you,
Tell you all fine things, and more

Up, ride with the kelpie
I'll steal your soul to the deep
If you don't ride with me while the devil's free
I'll ride with somebody else

Say goodbye to all your dear kin,
For they hate to see you go
In your young prime, to this place of mine
In the still loch far below

Up, ride with the kelpie
I'll steal your soul to the deep
If you don't ride with me while the devil's free,
I'll ride with somebody else

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Writer(s): IAN ANDERSON