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This song was actually written by Archie Fisher, as I believe was Giant. Doug Merrett The Witch of the Westmorland Archie Fisher
GPale was the woundedC knight that Gbore the rowan sEm7hield GLoud and cruel were theD7 raven's Emcries that fCeasted on the fieldD
Saying bGeck water cold and Cclear will Gnever clean your wEm7ound There's Gnone but the witch of the D7WestmorlEmand canC make thee hale and Dsound
So Gturn, turn your stallion's Chead til his rGed mane flies in the wEm7ind And the Grider of the D7moon goes Emby and the bCright star falls beDhind
And cGlear was the paley Cmoon when his sGhadow passed him bEm7y BelGow the hills were the brD7ightest Emstars when he hCeard the owlet cDry
Saying "GWhy do you ride this Cway, and Gwherefore came you herEm7e?" "I sGeek the Witch of the D7WestmorlaEmnd who Cdwells by the winding Dmere"
And it's Gweary by the UllswaCter and the Gmisty brake fern wEm7ay Til Gthrough the cleft of the D7Kirkstone EmPass the Cwinding water lDay
He said "GLie down, my brindled Chound, and Grest ye, my good grey Em7hawk" And Gthee, my steed, may gD7raze thy Emfill for I Cmust dismount and Dwalk
But Gcome when you hear my Chorn and Ganswer swift the cEm7all For I Gfear ere the sun will D7rise this Emmorn ye will Cserve me best of Dall."
And it's Gdown to the water's Cbrim he's Gborn the rowan Em7shield And the Ggoldenrod he D7has cast Emin to Csee what the lake might Dyield
And Gwet rose she from the Clake, and Gfast and fleet went Em7she One haGlf the form of a D7maiden Emfair with a jCet black mare's bodDy
And Gloud, long and shrill he Cblew til his Gsteed was by his Em7side High Goverhead the D7grey hawk Emflew and Cswiftly he did Dride
Say G"Course well, my brindled Chound, and Gfetch me the jet black Em7mare GStoop and strike, my D7good grey Emhawk, and Cbring me the maiden Dfair."
She said "GPray, sheathe thy silvery Csword. Lay dGown thy rowan shiEm7eld For I Gsee by the briny D7blood that Emflows you've been Cwounded in the Dfield"
And she Gstood in a gown of velvet Cblue, bound Ground with a silver Em7chain and she's Gkissed his pale lips D7one and Emtwice and Cthree times round Dagain
And she's Gbound his wounds with the goldenCrod, full Gfast in her arms he Em7lay and Ghe has risen D7hale and Emsound with the Csun high in the Dday
She said "GRide with your brindled hound at Cheel and your Ggood grey hawk in Em7hand There's Gnone can harm the D7knight who's Emlain with the CWitch of the WestmorDland"