Down in the willow garden
Where me and my love did meet
There we sat a courtin'
My love dropped off to sleep
I drank a bottle of burgundy wine
My love she did not know
And there I poisoned that dear little girl
Under the flank below
I stabbed her with my dagger
An ugly bloody knife
I threw her into the river
An ugly bloody sight
My father up and told me
That money would set me free
If I would murder thar deal little girl
Whose name was Rose Connelly
And now he sits by the window
Wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
And now he waits for his own dear son
Upon the scaffold high
My race is run, beneath the sun
Hell is waiting for me
For I did murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connelly
1 | Cold Water Coming |
2 | Cartoons |
3 | Mama's Gonna Buy |
4 | The Cuckoo |
5 | Panic Pure |
6 | Banks Of The Ohio |
7 | Poor Ellen Smith |
8 | San Francisco |
9 | Can The Circle Be Unbroken |
10 | Shake |