The Butcher Boy

She went upstairs to make her bed and not a word to her mother said Her mother went upstairs too, saying daughter, daughter what troubles you Oh mother, oh mother I can not tell That butcher, that butcher, that boy I love so well He courted, he courted, he courted my life away And now at home, at home he will not stay There is a place, a place in London town Where that butcher, that butcher, that boy he goes and sits down And takes that strange, that strange girl on his knee And tells her and tells her and tells her what he won't tell me Her father, her father, her father came home from work Saying my daughter, my daughter, my daughter she looks so hurt He went upstairs, upstairs to give her hope And found her, and found her hanging from a rope He took a knife, his knife and, and cut her down And in her bosom, her bosom these words he found Go dig my, dig my grave both wide and deep And place a marble slab at my head and feet And over my coffin, my coffin a snow white dove To warn the world, the world that I died for love