1. It was down by the Sally Gardens, My love and I did meet. She crossed the Sally Gardens With little snow-white feet. She bid me take love easy, As the leaves grow on the tree, But I was young and foolish, And with her did not agree.

2. In a field down 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.

3. Down by the Sally Gardens, My love and I did meet. She crossed the Sally Gardens With little snow-white feet. She bid me take love easy, As the leaves grow on the tree, But I was young and foolish, And with her did not agree.

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