Текст песни Bob Dylan - Pretty Saro

Bob Dylan - Pretty Saro (Traditional)

Down in some lone valley 
In a sad lonesome place 
Where the wild birds do all 

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 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'd write my love a letter 

That she'd understand 

And write it by the river 
Where the waters overflow 
But I dream of pretty Saro 
Wherever I go                 

Good Luck! It's a hard one to sing the way he does it...

Keep on suckin' just like ZeGorf!