Rose Connelly chords

[F]Down in the willow gar[Bb]den, where [F]me and my love did [Dm]meet,
[F]There we sat a-court[Bb]ing, and my [F]love dropped [C7]off to [F]sleep.
I [Bb]had a bottle of the [F]Burglar's [Bb]wine, which my true love did not [Dm]know,
And [F]there I poisoned that dear little [Bb]girl down [F]under the [C7]banks be[F]low.

[F]I stabbed her with a dag[Bb]ger, which [F]was my bloody [Dm]knife.
[F]I threw her in the ri[Bb]ver, which [F]was a [C7]dreadful [F]sight.
My [Bb]father often told [F]me that [Bb]money would set me [Dm]free,
If I [F]would murder that dear little [Bb]girl, whose [F]name was [C7]Rose Conn[F]elly.

[F]But now he sits in his own cottage [Bb]door, a-wiping [F]his weeping [Dm]eye,
[F]A-waiting for his own [Bb]dear son [F]upon the [C7]scaffold [F]high.
My [Bb]race is run beneath [F]the sun. Lo, [Bb]Hell's now waiting for [Dm]me,
For I [F]have murdered that girl I [Bb]love, whose [F]name was [C7]Rose Conn[F]elly.