Down By the Sally Gardens
It was down by the Sally gardens
My love and I did meet
She crossed the Sally gardens
With little snow-white feet
She bid me to take life easy
As the leaves grow on the tree
But I was young and foolish
And her I did not agree
In a field down by the river
My love and I did stand
And upon 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 I am full of tears
It was down by the Sally gardens
My love and I did meet
She crossed the Sally gardens
With little snow-white feet
She bid me to take life easy
As the leaves grow on the tree
But I was young and foolish
And her I did not agree