Ginger Ackley's Music

Lark of the Clans... Celtic with a twist!

Three Ravens

 

Traditional English Listen to a sample

There were three ravens sat on a tree, down-a-down hey down hey down
They were black as black might be, with a down
The one of them said to his mate: "Where shall we our breakfast take?"
With a down, derry derry derry down, down


Down in yonder green field, down-a-down hey down hey down
There lies a knight slain under his shield, with a down
His hounds, they lie down at his feet, so well do they their master keep.
With a down, derry derry derry down down.


His hawks they fly so eagerly, down-a-down, down-a-down hey down hey down
No other fowl dare him come nigh, with a down
Down there comes a fallow doe, as heavy with young as she might go 
With a down, derry derry derry, down, down


She lifted up his bloody head, down-a-down, down-a-down hey down hey down
And kissed his wounds that were so red, with a down
She got him up upon her back and carried him to the earthen lack
With a down derry derry derry down, down


She buried him before the prime, down-a-down hey down hey down
She was dead herself, ere evening song time, with a down
God send every gentle man, Such hawks, such hounds and such leman
With a down derry derry derry down, down...
With a down derry derrry derry down, down