The Butcher's Boy

In London town where I did dwell Lived a butcher's boy I loved so well He stole from me my heart away But with me now he will not stay There is a house in London town Where my true love he sits him down And he takes a strange, strange girl on his knee And he tells to her what he won't tell me It's grave to me and I'll tell you why Because she has more gold than I But gold will melt and silver fly But true hearted love will never die Must I go bound as he goes free? Must I love a man who won't love me? Go dig my grave both long and deep Lay a marbled stone at my head and feet And over my grave place a snow white dove To show the world I died for love