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 a down hey down a down
There lays a knight slain under his shield
With a down
His hounds they lay down at his feet
So well their master they might keep
With a down derry derry derry down down His hawks they fly so eager-lie
Down a down hey down a down
There's no fowl dare him come nigh
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 bloodied 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 an earthen lack
With a down derry derry derry down down She buried him before his prime
Down a down hey down a down
She was dead herself ere evening time
With a down
God send every gentleman
Fine hawks, fine hounds, and such a lovely one
With a down derry derry derry down down - Yet Another Example of Inhuman Decadence