D [Verse 1] Down in some lone valley in a lonesome placeA Where the wild birds all whistle and their notes do increaseD Farewell Pretty Saro, I must bid you adieuA D And I'll dream of Pretty Saro wherever I go[Verse 2] My love she won't have me and I understandA She wants a rich merchant and I have no landD I cannot maintain her, I've no silver and goldA D Can't give her the nice things that a big house will hold [Verse 3] But if I were a merchant and I could write a fine handA And I'd write my love a letter that she'd understandD I'd write it by the river where the waters o'erflowA D And I'll dream of Pretty Saro wherever I go
Pretty Saro
Judy Collins
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