Died for Love

I wish my baby it è was born,

lyin’ smilin’ on its father’s knee,

add-nd I was dead and in my grave,

and green gress growin’ all over me.

Dig me my grave long, wide and deep,

put a marbil stone at my head and feet,

but a turtle white dove put over above

for to let the world know that I died for love.