Lyrics:W.B Yeats(1865-1939)

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 was young and foolish
with her would not agree

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 an full of tears