[Intro - lead guitar fingerpicked melody, riffs] [Fuzzy guitar riffs] 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 to-day?' [Fuzzy guitar riffs] '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 lady fair. [Fuzzy guitar riffs] 'His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's taen another mate, So we may mak our dinner sweet. [Instrumental interlude - Guitar Solo: Wild, distorted, 60s fuzz style] [Extended band jam, trading fours: guitar and drums] [Fuzzy guitar riffs] '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. [Fuzzy guitar riffs] 'Mony a one for him makes mane, But nane sall ken where he is gane; Oer his white banes, when they are bare, The wind sall blaw for evermair.' [Instrumental interlude] [Fuzzy guitar riffs] As I gaed walkin back that day, Three corbies sat upon a tree; The tane unto the t'ithers say, "Sall we tak our morn-meat there?" [Fuzzy guitar riffs] 'His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's taen another mate, So we may mak our breakfast sweet. [Fuzzy guitar riffs] 'Mony a one for him makes mane, But nane sall ken where he is gane; Oer his white banes, when they are bare, The wind sall blaw for evermair.' [Outro - fade out] The wind sall blaw for evermair.'
