Boyd Rice & Friends Down In The Willow Garden
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 bloody 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
