Down In The Willow Garden Lyrics - Kristin Hersh

Down in the willow garden 

Where me and my love did meet 

There we sat a courtin' 

My love dropped off to sleep 

I drank a bottle of burgundy wine 

My love she did not know 

And there I poisoned that dear little girl 

Under the flank below 

I stabbed her with my dagger 

An ugly bloody knife 

I threw her into the river 

An ugly bloody sight 

My father up and told me 

That money would set me free 

If I would murder thar deal little girl 

Whose name was Rose Connelly 

And now he sits by the window 

Wiping his tear-dimmed eyes 

And now he waits for his own dear son 

Upon the scaffold high 

My race is run, beneath the sun 

Hell is waiting for me 

For I did murder that dear little girl 

Whose name was Rose Connelly