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Willow Garden - Lankum
Written by：Traditional
Down in the willow garden
Where me and my love did meet
There was there we sat a courting
When my love fell off to sleep
When I had a bottle of burgundy wine
Why love she did not know
There was there I poisoned that poor little girl
Down on the banks below
When I drew my saber through her
It was a bloody knife
I threw her in the river
It was an dreadful sight
By my father often I told me
That money would set me free
If I would murder that poor little girl
Whose name was Rose Connolly
Then my father stands in his cabin door
Wiping his tear then dies
For his only son
Social walk
Still under scaffold high
By my race is run beneath this sun
The devil is waiting for me
For I did murder that poor little girl
Whose name was Rose Connolly
I know it's time to leave you all
It's time to say my glad mind
For or there are going to stretched me off
Between the earth and skies
