The Three Ravens

As I was walking all alone, I heard three ravens call and moan

The elder to the young did say, where shall we gan and dine the day?

In lowland field by mossy dyke, I see there lies a new slain knight

Nobody knows that he lies there, but hawk and hound, and his lady fair

Hawk and hound, and his lady fair

Now I can spy a fallow doe, as great with young as she might go

She's lifted up his wounded head, and kissed his lips so rosy red

She's laid the knight upon her back, and carried him to the earthen track

She's buried him with flint and sword, and joined him there for evermore

Joined him there for evermore

There's many searched while days are long, but none can fathom where he's gone

O'er his white bones the grass has grown, I hear the ravens call and moan

May you be blessed with love so true, like fallow doe they will carry you

Woe betide that lady fair, hawk and hound watch her everywhere

Hawk and hound watch her everywhere