I in this park where I dwell,
For this 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 things 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 night,
He looked me from left to right,
He saw me hanging from a rope,
He took 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 the top place a dove"
"And remember this I died for Love"
