Country Gentlemen

Country Gentlemen

Willow Garden
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Capo 2 
 
Down (C)in the willow gar(Am)den 
My (C)love and I did (Am)meet 
And (C)there we sat a court(Am)ing 
My (C)love dropped (G)off to (C)sleep 
I (Am)had a bottle of (C)burgundy (Am)wine 
My (C)young love did not (Am)know 
And (C)there I poisoned that dear little (Am)girl 
Down (C)on the (G)banks be(C)low 
 
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 murder that dear little girl 
Whose name was Rose Connelly 
 
And now he sits in his own cabin door 
A-wiping his tear-brimmed eye 
A-looking at his only son 
On yonder scaffold high 
My race is run beneath the sun 
The devil is waiting for me 
For I did murder that dear little girl 
Whose name was Rose Connelly

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