From the album Two Ravens

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English Folk-Heritage
This is a Northern English version of this much-travelled song, and concerns a dead knight, a horse of unknown corporal state, and a couple of hungry ravens who have been endowed with the gift of speech. This is based on the music of the brilliant Dransfields and Oliver Bootle.

Lyrics

* As I was walkin’ all alone
I spied two ravens makin' a moan
And one of them t't'other did say-o
Where shall us go and dine the day-o
Where shall us go and dine the day.

It’s way beyond yon far end dyke
There lies upon it a new-slain knight
And nobody knows that he lies there- o
But his ‘awk and his ‘ound and his lady fair-o
His ‘awk and his ‘ound and his lady fair

His hawk is to the hunting gone
His hound to fetch the wild fowl wom
And his lady's taken another mate-o
So we can go and dine so swate-o
So we can go and dine so swate

And you can sit on his horse's back
While from his head his eyes I'll take,
And with a lock of his golden hair-o
We'll fettle our nest when it grows bare-o
Fettle our nest when it grows bare

And many a one for him does mourn
But nobody knows where he has gone
O'er his white bones when they grow bare-o
The wind shall blow for evermore-o
The wind shall blow for evermore

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