A bold young farmer courted me
he stole my heart and my liberty
he stole my heart without free good will
and i must confess that i love him still
I wish i wish but it's all in vain
i wish i was a maid again
but a maid again i never can be
since such a young fellow lies still by me
There sits a bird in yonder tree
some say he's blind and cannot see
and i wish it was the same with me
before i took up with your company
I wish my babe so tiny was born
and smiling on his father's knee
and i poor girl was dead and gone
with the green grass growing2 all over me
Oh dig my grave dig long and deep
place a marble stone on my head and feet
and on my heart will snow my dove
to let the world know that i died for love |