Three Ravens

There were three ravens sat on a tree Down-a-down, hey, down-a-down And they were black As they might be, with a down The one of them said to his mate "What shall we for our breakfast take?" With a down, derry, derry Derry down, down Down in yonder green field Down-a-down, hey, down-a-down There lies a knight slain Under his shield, with a down Down there comes a fallow doe As great with young as she might go With a down, derry, derry Derry, down, down She lifted up his bloody head Down-a-down, hey, down-a-down And kissed his wounds That were so red, with a down She got him up across her back And carried him to the earthen lack With a down derry, derry Derry down, hmm She buried him before his prime Down-a-down, hey, down-a-down She was dead herself Every evening time, with a down God send every gentlemen Fine hawks, fine hounds and such a loved one With a down derry, derry Derry down, hmm