Tuesday, July 6, 2010

I sit in the park where i well.

I Sit In The Park Where I Dwell,
For This Girl I Love So Well
She Took My Heart Away From Me,
Now She Wants To Set Me Free



I See A Boy On Her Lap,
She Says Things To Him She Never Said To Me
I Ran Home To Cry On My Bed,
Not A Word To Mother Was Said


Father Came Home Late That Night,
He Looked At Me From Left To Right
He Saw Me Hanging From Rope,
He Took His Knife To Cut Me Down,
And On My Dress A Note Was Found



Dig My Grave,Dig It Deep
Dig My Grave, From Head To Feet
And On The Top Place A Dobe
And Remember This, I Did For Love

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