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craig herbertson - twa corbies lyrics

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as i was walking all alane,
i heard twa corbies making a mane;
the tane unto the t’other say,
where sall we gang and dine to-day?’

‘in behint yon auld fail dyk-,
i wot there lies a new slain knight;
and naebody kens that he lies there,
but his hawk, his hound, and lady fair.

‘his hound is to the hunting gane,
his hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame,
his lady’s ta’en another mate,
so we may mak our dinner sweet.

‘ye’ll sit on his white hause-bane,
and i’ll pike out his bonny blue een;
wi ae lock o his gowden hair
we’ll, theek our nest when it grows bare.

mony a one for him makes mane,
but nane sall ken where he is gane;
oer his white banes, when they are bare,
the wind sall blaw for evermair.

- craig herbertson lyrics

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