She went upstairs to make her bed And not a word to her mother said Her mother, she went upstairs too said "Daughter, oh daughter, what's troubling you?"
Oh mother, I cannot tell That railroad boy that I love so well He courted me, my life away And now at home will no longer stay
There's a place in London town Where the railroad boy goes and sits down Takes a strange girl on his knee Says things to her he won't say to me
Her father, he came home from work, said "Where's my daughter, what's troubling her?" He went upstairs to give her hope Found her hanging by a rope
He took his knife, cut her down And on her bosom these words were found Oh dig my grave both wide and deep, place A marble stone at my head and feet
And on my breast place a white snow dove Won't you tell the world that I died for love To tell the world I died of love Tell the world that I died for love Wont you tell the world that I died for loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
