The Butcher Boy lyrics
In London city where I did dwell
A butcher boy, I loved right well
He courted me, my life away
But now with me, he will not stay
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I was a maid again
A maid again I ne'er will be
'Till cherries grow on an apple tree
I wish my baby it was born
And smiling on its daddy's knee
And me poor girl to be dead and gone
With the long green grass growing over me
She went upstairs to go to bed
And calling to her mother said
'Give me a chair 'till I sit down
And a pen and ink 'till I write down'
At every word she dropped a tear
And at every line cried 'Willie dear -
Oh, what a foolish girl was I
To be led astray by a butcher boy'
He went upstairs and the door he broke
He found her hanging from a rope
He took his knife and he cut her down
And in her pocket, these words he found
Oh, make my grave large, wide and deep
Put a marble stone at my head and feet
And in the middle, a turtle dove
That the world may know, that I died for love
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She went upstairs to make her bed
And not one word to her mother she said
Her mother she went upstairs too
Said, "Daughter, oh daughter, what troubles you?"
"Oh mother, oh mother, I cannot tell
That railroad boy I love so well
He's courted me my life away
And now at home he will not stay
There is a place in London town
Where that railroad boy goes and sits down
And he takes that strange girl on his knee
And he tells to her what he won't tell me"
Father he came in from work
He said, "Where's daughter, she looks so hurt"
He went upstairs to give her hope
But he found her hanging from a rope
He took his knife and cut her down
And in her bosom these words they found:
"Dig my grave both wide and deep
Put a marble slab at my head and feet
And over my bones put a snow white dove
So this world can see that I died for love"
A butcher boy, I loved right well
He courted me, my life away
But now with me, he will not stay
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I was a maid again
A maid again I ne'er will be
'Till cherries grow on an apple tree
I wish my baby it was born
And smiling on its daddy's knee
And me poor girl to be dead and gone
With the long green grass growing over me
She went upstairs to go to bed
And calling to her mother said
'Give me a chair 'till I sit down
And a pen and ink 'till I write down'
At every word she dropped a tear
And at every line cried 'Willie dear -
Oh, what a foolish girl was I
To be led astray by a butcher boy'
He went upstairs and the door he broke
He found her hanging from a rope
He took his knife and he cut her down
And in her pocket, these words he found
Oh, make my grave large, wide and deep
Put a marble stone at my head and feet
And in the middle, a turtle dove
That the world may know, that I died for love
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She went upstairs to make her bed
And not one word to her mother she said
Her mother she went upstairs too
Said, "Daughter, oh daughter, what troubles you?"
"Oh mother, oh mother, I cannot tell
That railroad boy I love so well
He's courted me my life away
And now at home he will not stay
There is a place in London town
Where that railroad boy goes and sits down
And he takes that strange girl on his knee
And he tells to her what he won't tell me"
Father he came in from work
He said, "Where's daughter, she looks so hurt"
He went upstairs to give her hope
But he found her hanging from a rope
He took his knife and cut her down
And in her bosom these words they found:
"Dig my grave both wide and deep
Put a marble slab at my head and feet
And over my bones put a snow white dove
So this world can see that I died for love"
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