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The Butcher Boy
4.  She takes a knife and cuts me down And in my bosom this note she found: "Oh, mother dear, what have I done ? I killed myself for a butcher's son.
5. "When I am dead and to heaven gone, Bury me by the lily pond;
Put at my head a marble stone;
Down at my feet another one;
Put at my bosom a golden dove
To show the world that I died for love.'
The following fragm< nt was recalled by Miss Elizabeth Albers, a teacher in Dickinson High School, Jesey City, N. J., after reading versions A and B.
1. In Jersey City where I do dwell, A butcher boy I love so well;
He took a strange girl on his knee
And told to her what he wouldn't tell me.
2.  She went up stairs to go to bed And on the bed there was a rope And with the rope she hung herself; She hung herself for the butcher boy.
This fragment was obtained from Mrs. Henry C. Gray, R. F. D., No. 3, Box 499, Terre Haute, Indiana, who has written as follows: "There is a woman living with mother who has been with our family more than sixty years. She is seventy-six now. Her parents were real pioneers north of
here..... She remembered as a child hearing a young man sing The
Butcher Boy.....She was never a singer and could not remember how it
went but the last stanza was what struck her attention." Here it is with only slight variation from the last stanza in^4 and B.
Go, dig my grave both wide and deep; Put a marble stone at my head and feet; And on my grave put a turtle dove To show the world that I died for love.

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