Songtext von 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 And 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