At the park where I did well,
I met a boy, I loved so well
There he took my heart from me
And now he wants to set me free.
One day he took a girl upon his knee,
He told her things he never told me
Now I know the reason why.
It's because she's prettier than I
I went home to cry on my bed
Not even a word, I heard mother said
Father came home late at night
He searched for me from left to right
And on my door he surely broke
He saw me hanging on a rope
He took a knife to cut the rope down,
And on my desk, a note was found:
"Dig my grave, oh dig it deep.
To marbles down from head to feet
And on my tomb, please put a dove.
To know the words, I died for love."
