Down in the willow garden

There me and my love did meet

While we set a-courtin'

My love fell off to sleep



I'd bought a bottle of burgundy wine

But my true love did not know

I planned to poison that dear little girl

There on the banks below



I drew a saber through her

It was an awful sight

I threw her in the river

And then ran off in fright



My father he had told me

His money would set me free

If I would poison that dear little girl

Whose name was Rose Connelly



My father weeps at his cabin door

Wipin his tear dimmed eyes

For soon his only son shall hang

From yonder scaffold high



My race is run beneath the sun

My sentence is waiting for me

For I did poison that dear little girl

Whose name was Rose Connelly