Pretty Saro lyrics

Down in some lone valley, in a sad lonesome place

Where the wild birds do warble, their notes to increase

Farewell pretty Saro, I bid ye adieu

But I dream of pretty Saro wherever I go

Well my love, she won't have me, so I understand

She wants a freeholder who owns a house and land

I cannot maintain her with silver and gold

And all of the fine things that a big house can hold

If I was a poet, and could write a fine hand

I would write my love a letter that she'd understand

I'd write it by the river where the waters overflow

But I dream of pretty Saro wherever I go