ฟังเพลงRose Conley

Rose Conley - Grayson

Down in the willow garden where me and my love did meet

Oh there we sit a-courting my love dropped off to sleep

I had a bottle of the burgalar's wine which my true love did not know

And there I poisoned my own true love down under the banks below

I drew my sabre through her which was a bloody knife

I threw her in the river which was a dreadful sight

My father always told me that money would set me free

If I'd murder that pretty little miss whose name is Rose Connoley

He's sitting now in his own cottage door a-wiping his weeping eyes

A-looking at his own dear son upon the scaffold high

My race is run beneath the sun low hell is now waiting for me

I did murder that pretty little miss whose name is Rose Connoley