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Down by the Salley GardensDown by the Sally Gardens, my love and I did meetShe passed the Sally Gardens, with little snow-white feet She bid me take life 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 I am full of tears |