Died for love

I wish my baby it e was born,

Lyin' smilin' on its father's knee,

Addnd 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.