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Down in the Willow Garden Lyrics

Down in the willow garden
Where me and my love did meet
As we sat a courtin'
My love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of German wine
My love she did not know
So I poisoned that dear little girl
By the banks below

I drew a dagger through her
It was a b***** night
I threw her into the river
Which was a lovely sight
My father often told me
That gold would save me some how
If I would murder thar deal little girl
Whose name was Rose McDowall

My father sits at his cabin door
Wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
For his only son soon shall walk
To yonder scaffold high
My race is run, beneath the sun
The scaffold waits for me now
For I did murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose McDowall
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Music, Martinis and Misanthropy (1990)