What did you kill your dear little brother for O my boy come now tell it unto me

For the killing of three little d**ky birds that flew from tree to tree

What will you do with your houses and your land O my boy come now tell it unto me

I will let them stand till they fall down

For here no more can I be

What will you leave your dear little sister now O my boy come now tell it unto me

I will leave her a rope to hang herself on yonder high tree

What will you do when your father he comes home O my boy come now tell it unto me

I will place my foot on board of a ship and will sail to a far country

When will I see your dear dear dear face again O my boy come now tell it unto me

Never 'til the sun sets in yonder high tree and that will never never be

And that will never never be

And that will never never be