Pretty Saro

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When I first come to this country Eighteen and forty nine I saw many fair lovers But never saw mine I looked all around me And saw I was quite alone And me a poor stranger And a long ways from home. Well me true love she won’t have me And this I can understand For she wants some free holder But I have no land I cannot maintain her On silver and gold And many of the other fine things That my love’s house could hold So fair you well my father Fair you well to my mother too For I’m going for to ramble This whole wide world through And when I get weary I’ll sit down there and cry And think on pretty Saro Pretty Saro, my bride Well I wish I was a poet And could write in a fine hand I’d send my love a letter So she might understand I’d send it by the river Where the swift waters flow And I’d think of my darling Wherever I go Well I wish I was a turtle dove Had wings and I could fly I’d away to my lover’s lodging Tonight I’d draw nigh And there in her fair arms I’d lie there all the night And look through them little windows For the dawning of the day