Текст песни Down In The Willow Garden

Down in the willow garden Where me and my love did meet There we sat a courting My love dropped off to sleep. I had a bottle of burgundy wine My true love she did not know It was there I murdered that dear little girl Down on the banks below. --- Instrumental --- I drew a saber through her Which was a bloody knife I threw her into the river Which was an dreadful sight. My father often told me That money would set me free If I'd but murder that dear little girl Who's name was Rose Connely. --- Instrumental --- Now he stands at his cabin door A wiping his tear dimmed eye Gazing on his own dear son Upon the scaffold high. My race is run beneath the sun The devil is waiting for me For I did murder that dear little girl Who's name was Rose Connely...