The Twa Corbies 

As I was walking all alane, 
I heard twa corbies making a mane; 
The tane unto the t'other say, 
"Where sall we gang and dine the day?" 

2. "In behint yon auld fail dyke, 
I wot there lies a new-slain knight; 
And naebody kens that he lies there 
But his hawk, his hound, and his lady fair. 

3. "His hound is to the hunting gane, 
His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, 
His lady's ta'en another mate, 
So we may make our dinner sweet. 

4. "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. 

5. "Mony a one for him makes mane, 
But nane sall ken whae he is gane, 
Oer his white banes, when they are bare, 
The wind sall blaw for evermair."