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
