A bold young farmer courted me He stole my heart and my liberty He stole my heart without free goodwill 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
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 growing all over 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
Go dig my grave, dig long and deep Place a marble stone at my head and feet And on my heart put a snow white dove To let the world know that I died for love