Pretty Saro

Trad, arranged by Bob Dylan

  Self Portrait recording session 4, Columbia Studios, NYC - 3.mar.1970  

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 you 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 an' 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'd write my love a letter 
That she'd understand.

An' i write it by the river 
Where the waters overflow 
But i dream of pretty Saro 
Wherever i go.