American Old Time Song Lyrics: 49 The Butcher Boy

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 49

Home Songster main V01 V02 V03 V04 V05 V06 V07 V08 V09 V10 V11 V12 V13 V14 V15 V16 V17 V18 V19 V20 V21 V22 V23 V24 V25 V26 V27 V28 V29 V30 V31 V32 V33 V34 V35 V36 V37 V38 V39 V40 V41 V42 V43 V44 V45 V46 V47 V48 V49 V50 V51 V52 V53 V54 V55 V56 V57 V58 V59 V60 V61 Support Search



Share page  Visit Us On FB


THE BUTCHER BOY.

In Jersey City, where I did dwell,
A butcher boy I loved so well;
He courted me my heart away,
And now with me he will not stay.
There is an inn in the same town,
Where my love goes and sits him down;
He takes a strange girl on his knee
And tells to her what he don't tell me.

It's a grief for me; I'll tell you why:
I Because she has more gold than I;
But her gold will melt, and her silver fly;
In time of need she'll be poor as I.
I go up-stairs to make my bed,
But nothing to my mother said:
My mother comes up-stairs to me,
Saying, "What's the matter, my daughter dear!"

"Oh, mother, mother! you do not know
What, grief and pain and sorrow, woe-
Go get a chair to sit me down,
And a pen And ink to write it down."
On every line she dropped a tear,
While calling home her Willie dear;
And when het father he came home,
He said, "Where is my daughter gone?

He went up-stairs, the door he broke-
He found her hanging upon a rope.
He took his knife and he cut her down.
And in her breast those lines were found:
"Oh, what a silly innid arm I,
To hang myself for a butcher boy!
Go dig my grave, both long And deep;
Place a marble-stone at my head and feet,
And on my breast a turtle dove,
To show the world I died for love."
Download music lyrics PDF file For Printing with (no ads)
Download music lyrics in RTF file For editing / printing with Word and other editing software.
Download music lyrics as PNG Graphic file For inclusion in DTP etc.