| Died for Love | |||||||||||||||||||
| I sit in the park where I dwell, For this girl I love so well. She took my heart away from me, Now she wants to set me free. I see a guy on her lap, She says things to him she 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 coat 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... |
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