The Twa Corbies

As I was walking all alane I spied twa corbies making mane The tane unto the t'other did say-o Where shall we gang and dine today-o? Where shall we gang and dine today-o? Down behind yon auld fail dyke I wot there lies a new slain knight Naybody kens that he lies there-o But his hawk and his hound and his lady fair-o But his hawk and his hound and his lady fair-o His hound is to the hunting gang His hawk to fetch the moore fowl hame His lady's ta'en another mate-o Say, we may mak our dinner sweet-o We may mak our dinner sweet-o You light upon his white house bane And I'll pick out his bonny blue eye'n With many a lock of his yellow hair-o We'll thick our nest where it grow's bare-o We'll thick our nest where it grow's bare-o Many a one for him maks mane But none shall ken where he has gang Or his white bones when they are bare-o The wind shall blow forevermare-o The wind shall blow forevermare-o As I was walking all alane I spied twa corbies making mane The tane unto the t'other did say-o Where shall we gang and dine today-o? Where shall we gang and dine today-o?