Die for Love-
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 put a dove.
And remember this,
I died for love...
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 put a dove.
And remember this,
I died for love...
