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Kishmul’s Galley (1968)
Twa Corbies
As I was walking all alane
I heard twa corbies making mane
The tane unto the t’ither say-o
Where shall we gang and dine the day-o
Where shall we gang and dine the day?
In ahint yon auld fell dyke
I wot there lies a new slain knight
Naebody kens that he lies there-o
But his hawk and hound and his lady fair-o
His hawk and hound and his lady fair
His hound is tae the hunting gane
His hawk tae fetch the wild-fowl hame
His lady's ta'en anither mate-o
So we may can hae our dinner sweet-o
We can hae 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]
There’s many an ane for him makes mane
But nane shall ken where he is gane
Oer his white banes, when they are bare-o
The wind shall blow for evermair-o
The wind shall blow for evermair
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The Corries don’t sing verse 3 as given here.
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