Nhạc sĩ: Traditional
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She passed the sally gardens, the little snow-white fields. She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree. But I, being young and foolish, with her did not agree. In a field by the river, my love and I did stand. And on my leaning shoulder, she placed her snow-white hand. She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the wind. But I was young and foolish, and now I'm full of tears. Down by the sally gardens, my love and I did stand. My love and I did meet.
