Pretty Saro lyrics

Down in some lone valley, in a lonesome place
Where the wild birds all whistle and their notes, they increase
Farewell, my pretty Saro, I must bid you adieu
But I'll dream of pretty Saro wherever I go

My love, she won't have me and I understand
She wants a rich merchant and I have no land
I cannot maintain her, I've no silver or gold
To give her the nice things that a big house will hold, no

But if I was a merchant and could write a fine hand
I'd write my love a letter, one that she'd understand
I'd write it by the river where the water flows
And dream of pretty Saro wherever I go