Down in the willow garden
there me and my love did meet
while we set a' courtinmy love fell off to sleep
I'd bought a bottle of burgundy wine
but my true love did not know
I planned to poison that dear little girl
there on the banks below
I drew a sabre through her
it was an awful sight
I threw her in the river
and then ran off in fright
My father he had told me
his money would set me free
if I would poison that dear little girl
whose name was Rose Connelly