Down In The Willow Garden

Verse 1: Down in the willow garden
Where me and my love did meet
And there we sat a-courting my love fell off to sleep
I had bottle of burgundy wine
And this she did now know
And there I poisoned that dear little girl
Down on the banks below

Verse 2: Well I drew my saber through
her it was a bloody knife
And I through her into the river it was a mournful sight
My father often told me
that money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connelly

Verse 3: And now he sits by his cabin door
Wiping his tear dimmed eyes
Mourning for his only son out on the scaffold high
My race is run beneath the sun
The devil is waiting for me
Cause I did murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connelly

Tag: Cause I did murder that dear little girl
whose name was Rose Connelly