Down by the sally gardens
my love and I did meet
She passed the sally gardens
with little snow white feet
She bid me to take love easy
as the leaves grow on the trees
But I being young and foolish
with her would not agree
In a field by the river
my love and I did stand
And on her 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 passed the sally gardens
with little snow white feet
She bid me to take love easy
as the leaves grow on the trees
But I being young and foolish
with her would not agree