down by the salley gardens my love and i did meet she passed the salley 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 i did not agree in a field by the river my love and i did stand and on my leaning shoulder she placed her snow white hand she bid me take love easy as the grass grows on the weirs but i was young and foolish and now i am full of tears down by the salley gardens my love and i did meet she passed the salley gardens with little snow white feet she bid me take love easy as the grass grows on the weirs but i was young and foolish and now i am full of tears