Down in the willow garden where me and my love did meet 'twas there we sat a courting my love fell fast asleep I had a bottle of the burglar's wine my love she did not know for I did poison that dear little girl down on the banks below I drew my saber through her it was a bloody knife I threw her in the river it was a dreadful sight My father often told me that money would set me free if I did poison that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connely Now he sits in his own cabin door a wiping his tear stained eyes staring at his only son upon the scaffold high My race is run beneath the sun the devil he waits for me for I did poison that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connely
First Played: December 4, 2003 Headliners - Louisville, KY
Last Played: December 4, 2003 Headliners - Louisville, KY
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