| lyric | 1. Down by the Salley Gardens
my love and I did meet.
She passed the Salley Gardens
with little snowwhite feet.
She bid me take love easy,
as the leaves grow on the tree.
Bu I was young and foolish,
with her did not agree.
2. In a field by the river
my love an I did stand.
And on my leaning shoulder
she laid her snowwhite hand.
She bid me take live easy
as the grasse grows on the weirs.
But I was young and foolish
and now am full of tears. |