text: 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, 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, Hmmm