Traditional
Down in the Salley Garden
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