Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Down in the Willow Garden by Nora Jones

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 Burgundy wine
My love she did not know
So I poisoned that dear little girl
On the banks below
I drew a sabre through her
It was a bloody knife
I threw her in the river
Which was a dreadful sign
My father often told me
That money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connolly
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 now waits for me
For I did murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connelly

1 comment:

Aaron Vattano said...

Why the hell did he poison her and stab her? Isn't that redundant ? And why murder someone you are courtin? And why did his dad tell him to murder her? And Nora jones did not write this song. No way that's possible.