Down in the willow garden   Where me and my love did meet   As we set there 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 dagger through her   It was a bloody night   I threw her in the river   Which was a lovely sight      My father oft had told me   That gold would save me somehow      If I would murder that dear little girl   Whose name was Rose McDowall      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 McDowall