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 would not agree

In a filed by the river

my love and I did stand

And on my leaning shoulder

she laid her snows-white hand

She bid me 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 salley gardens

my love and I did meet

She passed the salley gardens

with little snow-white feet

She did me take love easy,

as the leaves grow on the tree

But I, being young and foolish,

with her would not agree