This poignant little song comes from Joseph Taylor. It is closely related to laments such as O Waly Waly, The Butcher Boy, I Wish I Wish, and, in a lighter student vein, There is a Tavern in the Town.
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I wish my baby it was born,
Lying smiling on his father's knee,
And I, poor girl, was dead and gone,
And the green grass growing all over me.
I wish, I wish, but it's all in vain,
I wish I was a maid again;
But a maid again I never can be,
Since that young farmer came courting me.
Dig me a grave both long and deep,
Gut a marble slab at my head and feet;
But a turtle-white dove put over above,
To let the world know that I died for love.
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