Down by the Sally Gardens

It was down by the Sally Gardens my love and I did meet

She crossed the Sally Gardens with little snow-white feet

She bid me to take life easy as the leaves grow on the tree

But I was young and foolish and with her I did not agree

In a field down by the river my love and I did stand

And upon my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand

She bid me to take life easy as the grass grows on the weirs

But I was young and foolish and now I am full of tears

Down by the Sally Gardens my love and I did meet

She crossed the Sally Gardens with little snow-white feet

She bid me to take life easy as the leaves blow on the tree

But I was young and foolish and with her I did not agree