Down by the Salley Gardens my love and I did meet I passed the Salley Gardens so gently on my feet I bid him take life easy, as the leaves grow on the tree But he being young and foolish with me would not agree
In a field by the river my love and I did stand And on his leaning shoulder I gently laid my head I bid him take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs But he was young and foolish, and now he's full of tears
Down by the Salley Gardens my love and I did meet I passed the Salley Gardens so gently on my feet I bid him take life easy, as the leaves grow on the tree But he being young and foolish with me would not agreeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
