Twa Corbies

As I was walking all alone
I heard twa corbies making a moan
The one unto the other did say-o
'Where shall we go and dine today-o?
'Where shall we go and dine today?'
'In behind yon old turf dyke
'I know there lies a new-slain knight
'And nobody knows that he lies there-o
'But his hawk and his hound and his lady fair-o
'Hawk and his hound and his lady fair.
'His hound is to the hunting gone,
'His hawk to fetch the wildfowl home,
'His lady's taken another mate-o
'So we may make our dinner sweet-o
'We may make our dinner sweet.
'You'll sit on his white neck bone,
'And I'll pick out his bonny blue een;
'With one lock of his golden hair-o
'We'll thatch our nest when it grows bare-o
'Thatch our nest when it grows bare.
'Many a one for him makes moan
'But none shall know where he is gone;
'O'er his white bones when they are bare-o
'The wind shall blow foe evermore-o
'Wind shall blow for evermore.