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