D

[Verse 1]

Down in some lone valley in a lonesome place
                                                      A
Where the wild birds all whistle and their notes do increase
                D
Farewell Pretty Saro, I must bid you adieu
                         A        D
And I'll dream of Pretty Saro wherever I go


[Verse 2]

My love she won't have me and I understand
                                        A
She wants a rich merchant and I have no land
             D
I cannot maintain her, I've no silver and gold
                        A                            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 hand
                                               A
And I'd write my love a letter that she'd understand
                    D
I'd write it by the river where the waters o'erflow
                         A        D
And I'll dream of Pretty Saro wherever I go