Grieve, Oh Grieve (19th Century Texas Folksong)

Oh grieve oh grieve, my true love grieve
Must I love someone that don't love me?
Must I go bound while you go free
And love somebody that don't love me?

Oh, dig my grave, oh, dig it deep
With marble slab at head and feet
And on my breast a tur-tle dove
To show this world that I died for love.

Adieu, adieu, kind friends adieu
I can no long-er stay with you,
I'll hang my harp on the willow tree
To show the world that I died for thee