Sarah,
The Twa' Corbies was one of the first songs I learned after I realized I was a folk music fan. The version I learned was a little meaner and not so Hey noney noney as yours. For another interesting take on this sing look for a copy of the (Gasp!) Comic book Ballads and Sagas by Charles Vess on Greenman Press. British and American folk ballads illustrated and rendered lovingly in a sequential art form.

THE TWA CORBIES
(As heard from Paul McNeill and Trevor Veitch, about 1965)

As I walking all alane,
I heard twa corbies makin' a mane,
Ane turned unto the other tae say,
Oh where shall we gang and dine today Oh,
Where shall we gang and dine to day,

I know where lies a new slain knight,
He lies behind an auld fell dyke, (earthen dam or wall)
And no one kens that he lies there, (knows)
Save his hawk, his hound, and his lady fair oh,
His hawk, his hound, and his lady fair.

His hawk is taken to the wing,
His hound has to the hunting gane,
His lady's taken an other mate
The wind shall blow for ever more Oh,
The wind shall blow for ever more.

Oh I'll sit on his white hause bane. (Skull, head bone)
And ye'll bite out his bonny blue een,
And with the locks of his gold hair,
We'll theak our nest when it grows bare Oh, (Thatch)
We'll theak our nest when it grows bare.
^^