Down In The Willow Garden Lyrics - Singles - Tim O'brien

Down in the willow garden 

Where me and my true love did meet 

It was there, we went a courting 

My love fell off to sleep 

I had a bottle of burgundy wine 

My true love, she did not know 

It was there, I murdered that dear little girl 

Down on the banks below 

I drew my saber through her 

It was a bloody knife 

I threw her into the river 

And it was an awful sight 

My father often, he told me 

That money would set me free 

If I'd but murdered that dear little girl 

Who's name was Rose Connelly 

Now, he stands at his cabin door 

Wiping his tear dimmed eye 

Gazing on his own dear son 

Upon the gallows high 

My race is run beneath the sun 

The devil is waiting for me 

For I did murder that dear little girl 

Who's name was Rose Connelly 

Down in the willow garden 

Where me and my true love did meet 

It was there, we went a courting 

My love fell off to sleep 

I had a bottle of burgundy wine 

My true love, she did not know 

It was there, I murdered that dear little girl 

Down on the banks below