The Butcher Boy

	  		
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In Dublin Town 
              C 
where I did dwell 
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A butcher boy 
            C  
Iloved so well, 
            Am 
He courted me 
          Dm 
my life  away 
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And now with me, 
               C 
he will not stay, 


 
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I wish I wish 
                C 
But I wish in vain 
            G7 
I wish I  was 
         C 
A maid again? 
            Am 
But a maid again 
             Dm 
I ne'er can be  
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Till apples grow 
           C 
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 


 
I wish I wish 
But I wish in vain 
I wish I was 
A maid again 
But a maid again 
I ne'er can be 
TiII apples grow 
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".