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7 Go dig my grave both wide and deep, A marble stone at my head and feet. Upon my breast there'll come a turtle dove To show the world that I died of love.
2 O captain, O captain, tell me true,
Does my sweet soldier boy sail with you ?
0 answer me quick and that will give me joy, For I never loved none like my sweet soldier boy.
3 O lady, O lady, he's not here,
He got killed in the battle, my dear;
At the head of Rocky Isle, as we passed by,
There we saw your soldier boy lie.
4 She wrung her hands all in her hair Just like a lady in despair;
She rowed her boat against a rock.
1 thought in my soul the lady's heart was broke.