Twas down by the Sally Gardens, my love and I did meet.
She passed the Sally Gardens wi' her little snow white feet.
She bid me take love easy, less the the grass grows green on the weir,
But I was so young and so foolish, and wi' I her did not agree.

In a field down by the river, my lover and I did stand
And on my leaning shoulder, she laid her snow white hand.
She bid me take life easy , less the grass grows green on the weir
But I was so young and so foolish, and wi' her I did not agree

In a field down near the river, my love and I lay down,*
And on my heaving shoulders, her hair it came gently down,*
She bid me take life easy, less the leaves they fall from the tree,
But I was so young and so foolish, and now I am full of tears.