The Butcher Boy

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In Dublin Town
              Bb
where I did dwell
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A butcher boy
            Bb
Iloved so well,
            Gm
He courted me
          Cm
my life  away
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And now with me,
               Bb
he will not stay.


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I wish I wish
                Bb
But I wish in vain
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I wish I  was
         Bb
A maid again?
            Gm
But a maid again
             Cm
I ne'er can be
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Till apples grow
           Bb
On an ivy tree.


She went upstairs
To go to bed
And calling to
Her mother said
Bring me a chair
Till I sit down
And a pen and ink
Till I write down

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I wish I wish
               Bb
But I wish in vain
            F7
I wish I  was
         Bb
A maid again?
            Gm
But a maid again
            Cm
I ne'er can be
             F7
Till apples grow
           Bb
On an ivy tree

He went upstairs
And the door he broke
And found her hanging
From her rope
He took his knife
And cut her down
And in her pocket
These words he found:

 oh, make my grave
Large, wide and deep
Put a marble stone
At my head and feet
And in the middle
A turtle dove
So the world may know
I died of love .