Текст (слова) песни: Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Down in a Willow Garden
Down in a willow garden Where me and my love did meet, `Twas there we sat a courting My love dropped off to sleep. I had a bottle of the Burglar`s wine Which my true love did not know, And so I poisoned that dear little girl Down under the bank below. I stobbed her with a dagger, Which was a bloody knife, I threw her in the river, Which was a dreadful sight. My father often told me That money would set me free, If I would murder that dear little girl Whose name was Rose Connelly. And now he sits in his own cottage door, a wiping his weeping eye, And now he waits for his own dear son, Upon the scaffold high. My race is run beneath the sun, Lo, hell`s now waiting for me, For I have murdered that dear little girl Whose name was Rose Connelly. From Folk Song USA, Lomax Note: Tune is variant on Rosin the Beau
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