i sit in the park where i dwell
fur dish boy i lub sho well
he took my hart awaiee frum mee
now he wantz to set me free
i see a gurl on his lap
he sayz thingz to her he nebah sed to mee
i ran home to kry on my bed
not a word to mother was sed
father kame home l8 dat nyte
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 frum head to feet~*
*~and on the top place a dove~*
*~and remembuh dish, i died fur lub~*
