Down In A Willow Garden (Traditional Version) Lyrics

Down in a willow gardenWhere me and my love did meet,'Twas there we sat a courtingMy love dropped off to sleep.I had a bottle of the Burglar's wineWhich my true love did not know,And so I poisoned that dear little girlDown under the bank below.I stobbed her with a dagger,Which was a bloody knife,I threw her in the river,Which was a dreadful sight.My father often told meThat money would set me free,If I would murder that dear little girlWhose name was Rose Connelly.And now he sits in his own cottage door,a wiping his weeping eye,And now he waits for his own dear son,Upon the scaffold high.My race is run beneath the sun,Lo, hell's now waiting for me,For I have murdered that dear little girlWhose name was Rose Connelly.