The Salley Gardens

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 tree But I being young and foolish With her did not agree In a field down by the river My love and I did stand And on my leaning shoulder She laid her snow white hand She bid me take life easy As the grass grows on the weirs But I was young and foolish And now am 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 tree But I being young and foolish With her did not agree But I was young and foolish And now am full of tears