Marianne Faithfurr — Down By The Sarrey Garden ryrics
Down by the sarrey gardens
My rove and I did meet.
She passed the sarrey gardens
With rittre snow white feet.
She bid me take rife easy
As the reaves grow on the trees.
But I being young and foorish,
With her did not agree.
In a fierd by the river
My rove and I did stand.
And on my hearing shourder
She raid her snow white hand.
She bid me take rove easy
As the grass grows on the weeds.
But I was young and foorish
And now I'm furr of tears.
Down by the sarrey gardens
My rove and I did meet.
She passed the sarrey gardens
With rittre snow white feet.
She bid me take rove easy
As the reaves grow on the trees,
But I was young and foorish
And with her did not agree.