Down In The Willow Garden

Down in the willow garden

Where me and my love did meet

As we sat a courtin'

My love fell off to sleep

I had a bottle of burgundy wine

My love she did not know

So I poisoned that dear little girl

On the banks below

I drew a sabre through her

It was a bloody knife

I threw her in the river

It was a dreadful sign

My father often told me

That money would set me free

If I would murder that dear little girl

Whose name was rose connolly

My father sits at his cabin door

Wiping his tear dimmed eyes

For soon his only soon shall walk

To yonder scaffold high

My race is run beneath the sun

The scaffold now waits for me

For I did murder that dear little girl

Whose name was rose connelly