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 tree
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 leaning shoulder　
She laid her snow-white hand
She bid me take life easy　
As the grass grows on the weirs　
But I was young and foolish　
And now am 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 tree　
But I being young and foolish　
With her did not agree　
But I was young and foolish　
And now am full of tears