A bold young farmer courted me

He stole my heart and my liberty

He stole my heart without free good will

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 father's knee

And I poor girl was dead and gone

With the green grass growing2 all over me

Oh dig my grave dig long and deep

Place a marble stone on my head and feet

And on my heart will snow my dove

To let the world know that I died for love