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Down in a Willow Garden - Kossoy Sisters
Down in a 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 the burglar's wine
Which my true love did not know
And they I poisoned that dear little girl
Down under the bank below
I stobbed her with my dagger
Which was a bloody knife
I threw her in the river
Which was a dreadful sight
My father often told me
That money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connelly
And now he sits in his own cottage door
A wiping his tearing eye
And now he waits for his own dear son
Upon the scaffold high
My race is run beneath the sun
Lo hell's now waiting for me
For I have murdered that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connelly
