Sunday, April 30, 2017

Down by the Salley Gardens


I sing this to the little guys almost every day as we snuggle down for nap time.  LOVE. 

It is a beautiful song, a beautiful poem.


Down By the Salley Gardens 
Down by the salley gardens
   my love and I did meet;
She passed the salley gardens
   with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy,
   as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish,
   with her would not agree.

In a field by the river
   my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder
   she laid her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy,
   as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish,
   and now am full of tears.

1 comment:

Carrien said...

I used to play this song on the piano for my grandfather. He loved Irish folk tunes.