The Sally Gardens - Waxies Dargle

It was 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 life easy,

as the leaves grow up on the trees,

But I was young and foolish, and with her did not agree.

In a field down 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 upon the weirs

But I’ve been young and foolish,

and now am full of tears.

It was 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 life easy, as the leaves grow up on the trees,

But I was young and foolish,

and with her did not agree.

It was down by the Sally Gardens,

my love and I

did meet.