Down In The Willow Garden, Me And My Love Did Meet
And As We Sat A-courting, My Love Fell Off To Sleep
I Had A Bottle Of Burgundy Wine; My Love, She Did Not Know
And So I Poisoned That Dear Little Girl Along The Banks Below
Along The Banks Below


I Drew My Saber Through Her; It Was A Bloody Night
I Threw Her In The River, Which Was A Dreadful Sight
My Father Often Told Me That Money Would Set Me Free
And So I Murdered That Dear Little Girl Whose Name Was Rose Connelly
Whose Name Was Rose Connelly


My Father Sits At His Cabin Door Wiping His Tear-dimmed Eyes
His Only Son Soon Should Walk To Yonder Scaffold High
My Race Is Run Beneath The Sun; The Scaffold Now Waits For Me
For I Did Murder That Dear Little Girl Whose Name Was Rose Connelly
Whose Name Was Rose Connelly
Whose Name Was Rose Connelly