Lyrics

Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet;
She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree.

Thíos cois gharraithe na sailí dúinn mé féin is mo mhíle grá
Ghabh sí thar gharraithe na sailí is a dhá coisín chomh bán.
Bog breá, ar sí, a stóirín, mar dhuilleoga ag teacht ar an gcrann
Ach bhíos-sa baoth is díomhaoin, is ar chiall do bhí mé gann.

In a field by the river my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.

I ngort cois na habhann dúinn, mé féin is grá mo chléibh
Leag sí lámh ar ghualainn liom, lámh álainn lonrach ghlé.
Breá bog, ar sí, a stóirín, mar a éiríonn an chora glas
Ach bhíos-sa baoth is díomhaoin, féach na deora liom go fras.