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I sit in the park where I dwell For this boy I love 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 at 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….
And remember this, I died for love....
