Traditional: Down By The Salley Gardens

Down by the salie gardens

My love and I did meet

She passed the salie gardens

With little snow-white feet

She bid me take life easy

As the leaves grow on the trees

But I was young and foolish

And with her did not agree

In a field by the river

My love and I did stand

And on my healing shoulder

She laid her snow-white hand

She bid me take love easy

As the grass grows on the weirs

But I was young and foolish

And now I'm full of tears

Down by the salie gardens

My love and I did meet

She passed the salie gardens

With little snow-white feet

She bid me take love easy

As the leaves grow on the trees

But I was young and foolish

And now I'm full of tears