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 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 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 tree But I being young and foolish With her would not agree