Pretty Saro
by Judy Collins
From the album: A Maid of Constant Sorrow
Duration: 3:04
Lyrics for Pretty Saro
Down in some lone valley, in a lonesome place Where the wild birds all whistle and their notes do increase Farewell, 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 and gold Can't give her the nice things that a big house will hold But if I were a merchant and I could write a fine hand And I'd write my love a letter that she'd understand I'd write it by the river where the waters o'erflow And I'll dream of pretty Saro wherever I go