Pretty Saro

Pretty Saro - Judy Collins

Down in some lone valley

In a lonesome place

Where the wild birds all whistle

And their notes to 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

But 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 overflow

And I'll dream of pretty saro

Wherever I go