Down by the Willow Garden

Down by the willow garden My love and I did meet And as we sat a-courtin' My young love fell asleep I had a bottle of Burgundy wine My young love did not know And there I poisoned that dear little girl Down by the banks below I drew my saber through her Which was a bloody knife I threw her into the river Which was a dreadful sight My father often told me That money would set me free If I should murder that dear little girl Whose name was Rose Connolly My father sits in his cabin door Wipin' his tear-dimmed eyes He knows today that his only son Will walk to the scaffold high My race is run beneath the sun The gallows now waits for me For I have murdered that dear little girl Whose name was Rose Connolly