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  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　<-3>