The three ravens

There were three ravens sat on a tree,
 downe a downe, hay downe, a downe,
 They were as black as they might be.
 with a downe, downe, downe
 Then one of them said to his mate,
 Where shall we now our breakfast take?
 With a downe, derrie, derrie, downe, downe.
 Down in yonder dear green field,
 downe a downe, hay downe, a downe,
 There lies a Knight slain under his shield,
 with a downe, downe, downe
 His hounds they lie down at his feet,
 So well do they their Master keep,
 With a downe, derrie, derrie, downe, downe.
 His hawks they fly so eagerly,
 downe a downe, hay downe, a downe,
 There's no fowl dare him come nie
 with a downe, downe, downe
 Down there comes a fallow Doe,
 As great with young as she might go,
 With a downe, derrie, derrie, downe, downe.
 She lifted up his bloody head,
 downe a downe, hay downe, a downe,
 And kissed his wounds that were so red,
 with a downe, downe, downe
 She got him up upon her back,
 And carried him to earthen lake,
 With a downe, derrie, derrie, downe, downe.
 She buried him before the prime,
 Oh derrie
 She was dead herself ere euen-song time.
 God send every gentleman,
 Such hawks, such hounds, and such a Leman