You wish, you wish but its all in vain You wish I were a maid again But a maid again I ne'er can be Till apples grow on an orange tree I wish I had no fear to roam Free as a bird to fly from home But like a ghost fear haunts my dreams For I am not the maid I seem Oh grief, oh grief so many lives Claimed by anger, guns, and knifes God haste the day when all those like me Can live all their lives in liberty Dig me my grave long wide and deep Marble stone both head and feet Inscribe my name as bold as can be So all shall know I died as me
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