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[Verse 1]
Down Ain the willow garF#mden Where Ame and my true love did F#mmeet, AIt was there we wereF#m courtin', My Alove fell Eoff to Asleep. I F#mhad a bottle of Aburgundy F#mwine, My Atrue love she didF#m not know. AIt was there I murdered that dear little F#mgirl ADown on the banEks belAow.
[Instrumental] A F#m A F#m A F#m A E A [Verse 2]
I Adrew my saber throughF#m her, It Awas a bloody F#mknife, I Athrew her into the F#mriver, It wasA an awEful sightA.
[Verse 3]
MyF#m father oftenA toldF#m me ThatA money would set meF#m free If AI would murder that poor little F#mgirl Whose Aname was ERose AConnelly.
[Instrumental] A F#m A F#m A F#m A E A [Verse 3]
NowA he stands at his cabin dF#moor, AWiping his tears from hF#mis eyes, GazAing on his own dear F#mson, UpAon the Escaffold Ahigh. MyF#m race is run benAeath the F#msun, The Adevil is waiting forF#m me, For AI did murder that dear little F#mgirl Whose Aname was ERose ConneAlly.
[Instrumental] A F#m A F#m A F#m A E A [End]