送给亲爱的小桑：
Down  by  the  Sally  Gardens
My  love  and  I  did  meet.
She  passed  the  Sally  Gardens
With  little  snow-white  feet.
She  bid  me  to  take  love  easy
As  the  leaves  grow  on  the  trees,
But  I,being  young  and  foolish,
With  her  did  not  agree.
In  the  fields  down  by  the  river
My  love  and  I  did  stand,
and  on  my  leaning  shoulder
She  laid  her  snow-white  hands.
She  bid  me  to  take  life  easy,
As  the  grass  grows  on  the  weirs,
But  I  was  young  and  foolish
and  now  I  am  full  of  tears.
Down  by  the  Sally  Gardens
My  love  and  I  did  meet.
She  passed  the  Sally  Gardens
With  little  snow-white  feet.
She  bid  me  to  take  love  easy
As  the  leaves  grow  on  the  trees,
But  I,being  young  and  foolish,
With  her  did  not  agree.