Down in yon willow garden where me and my love did meet
It was there we sat a-courting when my love fell off to sleep
Well, I had a bottle of burgundy wine, my love she did not know
It was there I poisoned that poor little girl, down on the banks below

Well, I drove my saber through her, it was a bloody knife
I threw her into the river, it was a dreadful sight
For my father often had told me, that money would set me free
If I would murder that poor little girl, whose name was Rose Connolly

Now my father stands at his cabin door wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
For his only son soon shall walk to yonder scaffold high
For my race is run beneath the Sun, the devil is waiting for me
For I did murder that poor little girl, whose name was Rose Connolly

Oh and now it's time to leave you all its time to say my goodbyes
For they are going to stretch me up between the earth and sky