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