Pretty Saro-Shirley Collins

[ti:Pretty Saro] [ar:Shirley Collins] [al:English Folk Classics] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.10]Pretty Saro - Shirley Collins [00:00.20]Written by：Traditional [00:00.72]I came to this country in eighteen forty nine [00:06.94] [00:07.86]I saw many true loves but never saw mine [00:14.47] [00:15.10]I viewed all around me and I am alone [00:21.77] [00:22.83]And me a poor soldier and far from my home [00:29.81] [00:31.45]It's not the long journey I'm dreading to go [00:37.34]Nor leaving the country for the deads that I owe [00:43.34] [00:44.08]There is nothing that grieves me nor troubles my mind [00:51.47] [00:52.48]Like leaving pretty saro my darling behind [00:59.11] [01:00.80]I wish I was a poet and could write a fine hand [01:06.51] [01:07.05]I'd write my love a letter that she might understand [01:13.19] [01:14.13]I'd send it by the island where them waters overflow [01:21.65] [01:22.70]I'd think on pretty saro wherever I go [01:29.39] [01:31.24]Farewell my dear father likewise mother too [01:37.61]I'm going for to ramble this country all through [01:44.22] [01:44.96]And when I get tired I'll sit down and cry [01:51.95] [01:52.69]And think on pretty saro with tears in my eye