Down By The Salley Gardens
Down By The Salley Gardens | |
| Down by the salley gardens My love and I did meet She passed the salley gardens With little snow-white feet. She bid me take love easy As the leaves grow on the tree But I, being young and foolish With her did not agree. | 2. In a field by the river My love and I did stand And on my leaning shoulder She laid her snow-white hand. She bid me take life easy As the grass grows on the weirs But I was young and foolish And now am full of tears. |