• I sit in the park where i dwell
    For a boy i loved so well
    He took my heart away from me
    Now he wants to set me free
    I see a girl on his lap
    He says thing to her he never said to me
    I ran home to cry on my bed
    Not a word to mother was said
    Father came home late that nite
    He looked at me from left to right
    He saw me hanging from a rope
    He took out his knife to cut me down
    And on my dress a note was found:
    Dig my grave dig it deep
    Dig my grave from head to feet
    And on top place a dove
    And remember this
    I died for love...