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 trees.
But i being young and foolish,
with her did not agree
In a field down by the river
my love and I did stand.
And on my leaning soulder
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 I'm full of tears.
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.
But I was young and foolish
and now I'm full of tears.