Down in the Willow Garden (Version 1)

Mark Kozelek - Rock, Folk
Down in the Willow Garden (Version 1)
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Duration: 1:51
Lyrics
Down in the Willow garden Where me and my love did meet As we sat a-courtin' My love fell off to sleep I had a bottle of Burgundy wine My love she did not know So I poisoned that dear little girl On the banks below I drew a saber through her It was a bloody knife I threw her in the river Which was a dreadful sign My father often told me That money would set me free If I would murder that dear little girl Whose name was Rose Connolly My father sits at his cabin door Wiping his tear-dimmed eyes For his only son soon shall walk To yonder scaffold high My race is run, beneath the sun The scaffold now waits for me For I did murder that dear little girl Whose name was Rose Connolly
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Credits
- Writers
- Charlie Monroe