Down by the Salley Garden

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 by the river,

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 by the river My love