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