Rooks Across the Gate

I took my one true love

To border of a company

Snear on a devil's stone

Easy for a toad

Hunting on to peasantry

I strung the rooks across the gate

So none would disturb my bride

For 11 days and 11 nights

She was pinned upon that bound

I dropped her in that stream

Watched them bones floated through

I took my one true love

To border of a company

Snear on a devil's stone

Easy for a toad

Hunting on to peasantry

Hunting on

I strung the rooks across the gate

So none would disturb my bride

For 11 days and as many nights

She was pinned upon that bound

I dropped her in that stream

And watched