Down by the Salley Gardens My love and I did meet. She passed the Salley Gardens With little snow white feet. She bid me take life easy As the leaves grow on the trees. But I being young and foolish, With her did not agree.
In a field by the river My love and I did stand. And on my healing shoulder She laid her snow white hand. She bid me take love easy As the grass grows on the weeds. But I was young and foolish And now I'm full of tears.
Down by the Salley Gardens My love and I did meet. She passed the Salley Gardens With little snow white feet. She bid me take love easy As the leaves grow on the trees, But I was young and foolish And with her did not agree.
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