Down in the willow Garden

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 sabre 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 Connelly

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 waits for me
For I did murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connelly

Abajo en el jardin de sauce
Donde yo y mi amante nos conocimos
Mientras nos sentábamos
Mi amor se durmió
Tenia una botella de vino tinto
Mi amor no lo sabia
Entonces envenene a esa pequeña niña
En los bancos debajo

Le atravesé un sable
Era un cuchillo sangriento
La tire en el rio
Lo que fue una lamentable señal
Mi padre seguido me dijo
Ese dinero me liberaría
Si asesinara a esa querida niñita
Cual nombre era rose connelly

Mi padre se sienta en la cabina de su puerta
Limpiándose las lagrimas de sus ojos
Porque su único hijo pronto caminara
De allí andamiado
Mi carrera es correr, debajo del sol
El andamio me espera
Porque asesine a esa pequeña niña
Cual nombre era rose connelly