Down in the Willow Garden
Moriarty, Don Cavalli
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Down in a willow garden
Where me and my love did meet
There we sat a-courting
My love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of Burgundy wine
Which my love did not know
And there I poisoned that dear little girl
Stand by the banks below
I drew my saber through her
It was a bloody knife
I threw her in the river
It was an awful sight
My father often told me
That money would set me free
If I murdered that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Conley
Now he sits at his cabin door
Wiping his tear-rimmed eye
Weeping for his only son
Out on a scaffold high
My race is run, beneath the sun
The devil is waiting for me
For I murdered that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Conley
My race is run, beneath the sun
The devil is waiting for me
For I murdered that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Conley
My race is run, beneath the sun
The devil is waiting for me
For I murdered that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Conley