Pretty Saro

I have left my pretty Saro and I quit my mother too I have started out to ramble this country all through And when I get tired I will set down and weep And I'll think of my little darling wherever I sleep It's not this long journey I'm a dreadin to go Or the country I come from for the debts that I owe There's just one thing that grieves me and troubles my mind It's leaving my little darling way back here behind If I were a merchant and I could write a fine hand I would write my love a letter that she'd understand I would write by the river where the waters oerflow And I'd dream of my little Saro wherever I go Oh Saro, pretty Saro please tell me your mind Do you think me unworthy, Do you think me unkind? When our life here is over you surely will see I treated you as kindly as you treated me