Down by the sally gardens my love and I did meet She passed the sally gardens with little snow-white feet She bid me take love 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 weir But I was young and foolish and now I am full of tears Down by the sally gardens my love and I did meet She passed the sally gardens with little snow-white feet She bid me take love easy as the leaves grow on the trees But I being young and foolish with her would not agree