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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 life easy
As the leaves grow on the trees.
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 healing shoulder
She laid her snow white hand.
She bid me take love easy
As the grass grows on the weeds.
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 trees,
But i was young and foolish
And with her did not agree.
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