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Down in the willow garden
That me and my love would meet
There we sat a-courting
My love dropped off to sleep
We drank down some burgundy wine
My true love did not know
That I would murder my sweetheart
Down under the banks below
It'd been a while on my mind
To kill the girl I love
I prayed there'd be no witness
Up in the heavens above
She looked so pretty lying there
As the river rolled on by
That I would murder my sweetheart
And hang my head and cry
I slashed her with a dagger
It was a bloody knife
I threw her in the river
It was dreadful sight
I thought it over and over
That I would truly be free
That I would murder my sweetheart
Her name was Rose-Coleen
I thought it over and over
That I would truly be free
If I would murder my sweetheart
Her name was Rose-Coleen
My mother sits on a porch-step
Wiping her weeping eye
Me, I stand here a-waiting
Upon the scaffold, high
Well my race is run
Beneath the sun
Oh, Hell now awaits for me
For I have murdered my sweetheart
Her name was Rose-Coleen