Sally Garden - Barleyjuice

it was down by the sally garden

my love and i did meet

she crossed the sally garden

on little snow white feet

she bade me take life easy

like the leaves that grow upon the tree

but i was young and foolish

and with her did not agree

in a field down by the river

my love and i did stand

and on her leaning shoulder

she placed her snow white hand

she bade me take love easy

like the grass that grows along the weirs

but i was young and foolish

and now am filled with tears.