I nothing did but for him rave.
I loved him, I loved him,
I nothing did but for him rave—yes, rave!
I loved him, I loved him,
I nothing did but for him rave!
I’m dying, I’m dying, I’m dying,
For love of this wonderful brave;
I’m dying, I’m dying, I’m dying—
Will he not show mercy and save?
Dying—dying—