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

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 fathers knee
And I, poor girl, was dead and gone
With the green grass growing all over me

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