Schelmish - Twa Corbies lyrics

As I was walking all alane I heard twa corbies makin a mane The tane untae the tither did say-o Where shall we gang and dine the day-o Where shall we gang and dine the day In behint yon auld fell dyke I wat there lies a new slain knight And naebody kens that he lies there-o But his hawk and his hound and his lady fair-o But his hawk and his 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 maun make our dinner sweet-o So we maun make our dinner sweet He'll sit on his white hause-bane And I'll pike out his bonny blue een Wi mony a lock o his gowden hair-o We'll theek our nest when it grows bare-o We'll theek our nest when it grows bare Mony a one for him makes mane But nane shall ken where he is gane O'er his white bones when they are bare-o The wind shall blow for ever mair-o The wind shall blow for ever mair