Story Behind the Song
Two ravens find the dead body of a knight and decide to eat him for dinner. Again, this probably dates from the Black Death, when there were a lot of corpses lying around in ditches waiting for the ravens!
Lyrics
As I was walking all alane,
I heard twa corbies makin' mane;
The tane unto the tither did say O,
"Where shall we gang and dine the day, O?
Where shall we gang and dine the day?"
"Down behind yon auld faill dyke,
I wot there lies a new-slain knight,
And naebody ken that he lies there, O
But his hawk and his hound and his lady faire, O;
His hawk and his hound and his lady faire."
"His hound is to the hunting gane,
His hawk to fetch the muir foul hame,
His lady's found another mate, O,
So we can make our dinner swete, O,
So we can make our dinner swete."
"I'll sit on his white house bane,
And ye'll peck out his bonny blue e'en,
With many a lock of his golden hair, O,
We'll thick our nest when it grows bare, O,
We'll thick our nest when it grows bare."
"Many an one for him make mane,
But nane shall ken where he has gane,
O'er his white banes, when they are bare, O,
The wind shall blaw forever mare, O;
The wind shall blaw forever mare."
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