I sit in the park where I dwell for this boy I love so well.
He took my heart away from me,
Now he wantes to set me free.
I see a girl on his lap,
He says things to her he never said to me.
I ran home to cry on my bed,
Not a word to my mother was said.
Father came home late that night.
He looked at me from left to right,
He saw me hanging from a rope.
He took his knife and 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 the top,
Place a dove,
And remember this,
I DIED FOR LOVE!
