The queen of his diamonds
And the jack his knave
Won't you dig my grave
With a silver spade?
And forget my name.
I'm twenty years old,
That's twenty years gone.
Can't you see me crying,
Can't you see me dying,
I'll never reach twenty-one
I'm twenty years old,
That's twenty years gone.
I can't go on,
All, oh, that couple muddy ones
But I can't go on.
My mother's comin' all on
Take Joe Hill with her down ...
