Down by the Sally Gardens my love and I did meet
she passed the Sally 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 would not agree.


In the 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 I'm full of tears.

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