Down In The Willow
Dan Tyminski Lyrics


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Down in the willow garden where me and my love did meet
There we sat a-courting my love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of burgundy wine which my true love did not know
And there I poisoned that dear little girl down by the banks below

I drew my saber through her which was a bloody knife
I threw her in the river which was an awful sight
My father often told me that money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little miss whose name was Rose Connelly

Now he sits by his old cabin door a wiping his tear-brimmed eyes
Mourning for his only son out on the scaffold high




My race is run beneath the sun the devil is waiting for me
For I did murder that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connelly

Overall Meaning

The song 'Down in the Willow Garden' is a traditional American murder ballad that tells the story of a man who poisons his lover with a bottle of burgundy wine and then kills her with a saber before disposing of her body in the river. The lyrics suggest that the murder was motivated by greed, as the singer's father had promised him that money would set him free if he murdered his lover, whose name was Rose Connelly. The song provides vivid descriptions of the murder and the aftermath, including the father's sorrow and the singer's impending execution.


The song's lyrics are strikingly dark and disturbing, particularly in their depiction of violence against women. However, they also highlight important themes in American folklore and culture, such as the idea of the devil as a figure of judgment and punishment, and the belief that money can buy freedom and power. The use of wine as a symbol of betrayal and violence adds further depth to the song's imagery, reflecting the way in which alcohol has often been associated with destructive behavior and addiction.


Overall, 'Down in the Willow Garden' is a haunting and powerful song that speaks to the darker aspects of human nature and the consequences of greed and violence. Its echoes can be heard in countless other ballads and folk songs, demonstrating its enduring impact on American culture and storytelling.


Line by Line Meaning

Down in the willow garden where me and my love did meet
The singer and their lover met at a specific location by the willow garden.


There we sat a-courting my love fell off to sleep
The singer and their lover sat down to talk romantically until the lover fell asleep.


I had a bottle of burgundy wine which my true love did not know
The singer had hidden an alcoholic beverage from their lover.


And there I poisoned that dear little girl down by the banks below
The artist poisoned someone, referred to as 'that dear little girl,' near the banks.


I drew my saber through her which was a bloody knife
The artist used a saber to kill the person, which left them bloody.


I threw her in the river which was an awful sight
The singer disposed of the body in the river, which was a terrible thing to see.


My father often told me that money would set me free
The singer's father advised them that they could buy their way out of any trouble with money.


If I would murder that dear little miss whose name was Rose Connelly
The father's suggestion for freedom was to murder a person named Rose Connelly.


Now he sits by his old cabin door a wiping his tear-brimmed eyes
The artist's father is now mourning their son's situation.


Mourning for his only son out on the scaffold high
The father is grieving for their only son who is about to be executed.


My race is run beneath the sun the devil is waiting for me
The singer has finished their time on Earth and believes that the devil awaits them.


For I did murder that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connelly
The reason for the artist's apprehension is because they killed Rose Connelly.




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Justa Drumbum

Lyrics corrected for Dan's wording

Down in the willow garden where me and my love did meet
There we sat a-courting my love fell off to sleep
I had me a bottle of burgundy wine which my true love did not know
And there I poisoned that dear little girl down by the banks below

I drew my sabre through her which was a bloody knife
I threw her in the river which was an awful sight
My father often told me son that money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little miss whose name was Rose Connelly

And now he sits by his old cabin door a wiping his tear-brimmed eyes
Mourning for his only son out on the scaffold high
My race is run beneath the sun the devil is waiting for me
Cause I did murder that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connelly



All comments from YouTube:

Rusty Nail

The most beautiful version of this song I've heard. Everyone playing masterfully. Bravo!

Jach Machoc

that whistle though man it makes this song send chills

Justa Drumbum

Tin Whistle Irish flute .. Beautiful instrument .Hard to master

MrBadMonkey63

that song gives me chills, sometimes the most simple songs are the most powerful

Mary Cornett

Talking about giving you chills listen to Dave Evans sing it

Cecilia Jones

Blue grass, mountain music, etc was carried over here from Celtic music of Ireland and Scotland. This song is most likely from Irish song. It is fascinating to read about this music since many lost songs of Ireland and Scotland have been "found" in our American bluegrass.

everett wilson

so many irish and scottish settled in the hills of appalachia

carl

that's why they're doing this..

Jstoney127

Love the transition back and forth from american folk/country/bluegrass, to Irish and Scottish folk music sound. It all just goes so well together.

gwalton1

You can watch Dan. It's in G. He plays G C Em D That's it. It's simple. But these guys make it sound magical. Check out all the transatlantic sessions. Some you may not like, but I bet you like most of them.

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