Twa Corbies
As I was walking a' alane I heard twa corbies makin main And I heard yin to tither did say O Whaur s'all we gang and dine the day O Whaur s'all we gang and dine the day
In behint yon auld fall dyke I wot there lies a new slain knight And naeb'dy kens that he lies there O But his hawk and his hound and his lady fair O His hawk and his hound and his lady fair

His hawk is tae the hunting gane His hound tae fetch the wild fowl hame His lady's ta'en anither mate O So we may mak our dinner sweit O We may mak our dinner sweit

Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane And I'll pick oot his bonny blue een Wi mony a lock o' his gowden hair O We'll theek our nest when it grows bare O We'll theek our nest when it grows bare

Mony an ane for him maks main But nane shall ken whaur he is gane O'er his white banes when they are bare O The wind s'all blaw for evermair O The wind s'all blaw for evermair

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