Peter, Paul & MaryThree Ravens (Live)

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 in yonder green field, down-a-down, hey, down-a-down There lies a knight slain under his shield 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 bloody 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 the earthen lack With a down, derry derry derry, 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 gentlemen, fine hawks, fine hounds and such a loved one With a down, derry derry derry, down
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