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 grows on the tree
but i being young and foolish

in a field by the river
my love and i did stand
and on my leaning shoulder
she laid her sonw-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

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 grows on the tree
but i being young and foolish