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 life 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, being young and foolish,
with her would not agree