Some verses in Randolph:

I wish, I wish in vain,
I wish I was a maid again,
But a maid again I'll never be,
Till apples grow on the orange tree.

It was when I wore my aprons long,
He followed me through frost and snow,
But now I wear them under my chin,
He passes by an' won't look in.

Remember this and bear in mind,
A constant friend is hard to find,
An' when you find one good an' true
Don't change the old one for the new.

Must I be bound while he goes free?
Must I love a man that don't love me?
Or must I act a foolish part
An' die for a man that's broke my heart?

Mrs. Violet Savory Justice, Missouri, 1928. Randolph, Ozark Folksongs, vol. 1, The Butcher Boy 45B, p. 227 (new printing).

A superior final verse:

Upon my breast put a turtle dove,
To show the world I died of love,
Around my grave build a five-rail fence
To show the world that i didn't have any sense.

Mr. Otto Ernest Rayburn, Missouri, 1932. Ozark Folksongs, ibid., D, p. 228.