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  1. Unread #6801 - Jun 27, 2007 at 4:22 PM
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    Lol, SMR all East Indians are hairy. Lol, if there arms are not hairy there faces are. If there faces aren't hairy there legs, back, chest e.t.c are. Most of us are hairy but, most of us East Indians are also intelligent and ultimate athletes. If I showed you a picture of my arm, you'd call me a 2 year old. LOL. On the other hand, I am pretty short for my age.
     
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    Maybe we can find SMR's house by checking every house in the world with the same layout as his!
     
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    I plan on taking a picture of my arm and posting it in this thread in the near future.
     
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    thats the sweetest keyboard ever, must of cost like a bajillion dollars
     
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    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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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 for 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...
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  25. Unread #6813 - Jun 27, 2007 at 4:59 PM
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  27. Unread #6814 - Jun 27, 2007 at 5:07 PM
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  29. Unread #6815 - Jun 27, 2007 at 5:08 PM
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  31. Unread #6816 - Jun 27, 2007 at 5:11 PM
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    Are you Indian? Like as in the sub-continent not Native American. I think I remember you saying something about you having Hindu heritage or something.
     
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