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Down By The Salley Garden |
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Down by the Salley Gardens |
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My love and I did meet. |
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She passed the Salley Gardens |
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With little snow white feet. |
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She bid me take life easy |
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As the leaves grow on the trees. |
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But I being young and foolish, |
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With her did not agree. |
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In a field by the river |
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My love and I did stand. |
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And on my healing shoulder |
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She laid her snow white hand. |
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She bid me take love easy |
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As the grass grows on the weeds. |
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But I was young and foolish |
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And now I'm full of tears. |
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Down by the Salley Gardens |
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My love and I did meet. |
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She passed the Salley Gardens |
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With little snow white feet. |
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She bid me take love easy |
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As the leaves grow on the trees, |
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But I was young and foolish |
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And with her did not agree. |
