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As I was walking all alone |
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I heard twa corbies making a moan |
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The one unto the other did say-o |
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'Where shall we go and dine today-o? |
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'Where shall we go and dine today?' |
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'In behind yon old turf dyke |
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'I know there lies a new-slain knight |
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'And nobody knows that he lies there-o |
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'But his hawk and his hound and his lady fair-o |
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'Hawk and his hound and his lady fair. |
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'His hound is to the hunting gone, |
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'His hawk to fetch the wildfowl home, |
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'His lady's taken another mate-o |
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'So we may make our dinner sweet-o |
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'We may make our dinner sweet. |
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'You'll sit on his white neck bone, |
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'And I'll pick out his bonny blue een; |
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'With one lock of his golden hair-o |
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'We'll thatch our nest when it grows bare-o |
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'Thatch our nest when it grows bare. |
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'Many a one for him makes moan |
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'But none shall know where he is gone; |
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'O'er his white bones when they are bare-o |
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'The wind shall blow foe evermore-o |
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'Wind shall blow for evermore. |