Song Name: | Pretty Saro | By: | Cas Wallin |
Posted By: | headknightofni | Difficulty: | Beginner |
Key: | G | Genre: | Folk |
Harp Type: | Diatonic | ||
Created: | 2010-04-12 19:04:11 | Modified: | 0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
Song: | Try to do your best some of them are probably off but just follow it. If it's not working then just follow the first verse for the others. 6 7 -6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 6 -6 When I first come to this country in eighteen 6 6 6 7 and forty nine 6 -6 6 7 -8 -8 -8 8 9 9 -8 -8 I saw many fair lovers, but I never saw mine 8 9 -10 -8 7 7 -8 8 6 -6 6 6 6 I view�d all around me, I found I was quite alone 7 -6 6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 6 -6 6 And me a poor stranger and a long way from home 6 7 -6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 6 -6 Well my true love she won't have me and this I 6 6 6 understand 7 6 -6 6 7 -8 -8 -8 8 9 9 -8 She wants a freeholder and I've got no land -8 8 9 -10 -8 7 7 -8 8 6 -6 6 But I couldn't maintain her on silver and gold 6 6 7 -6 6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 And as many of the fine things as my love's 6 -6 6 house could hold 6 7 -6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 6 -6 Fare you well to old father. Fare you well to 6 6 6 mother too. 7 6 -6 6 7 -8 -8 -8 8 9 9 -8 I am going for to ramble this wide world all -8 through -8 8 9 -10 -8 7 7 -8 8 6 -6 6 And when I get weary, I'll sit down and cry 6 6 7 -6 6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 6 -6 And I'll think of Pretty Saro, my darling, my 6 dear. 6 7 -6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 6 -6 6 Well I wish I was a poet, could write some fine 6 hand 6 7 6 -6 6 7 -8 -8 -8 8 9 I would write my love a letter that she might 9 -8 -8 understand. 8 9 -10 -8 7 7 -8 8 6 -6 6 I'd send it by the waters where the islands 6 6 7 overflow -6 6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 6 -6 6 And I'd think of my darling wherever she'd go. 6 7 -6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 6 -6 Way down in some lonesome valley. Way down in 6 6 6 7 some lonesome grove 6 -6 6 7 -8 -8 -8 8 9 Where the small birds does whistle, their notes 9 -8 -8 to increase 8 9 -10 -8 7 7 -8 8 6 -6 6 My love she is slender, both proper and neat 6 6 7 -6 6 6 7 8 8 -8 And I wouldn't have no better pastimes than to 7 6 -6 6 be with my sweet. 6 7 -6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 6 -6 6 Well I wish I was a turtle dove, had wings and 6 6 could fly 7 6 -6 6 7 -8 -8 -8 8 9 9 Just now to my love's lodging tonight I'd draw -8 nigh -8 8 9 -10-8 7 7 -8 8 6 -6 And in her lily-white arms I'd lie there all 6 night 6 6 7 -6 6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 6 And I'd watch the little windows for the dawning -6 6 of day. 6 7 -6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 Well I strolled through the mountains, I 6 -6 6 6 6 strolled through the vale 7 6 -6 6 7 -8 -8 -8 8 9 9 -8 -8 I strolled to forget her, but it was all in vain. 8 9 -10 -8 7 7 -8 8 6 -6 6 6 On the banks of Ocoee, on the mount of said brow 6 7 -6 6 6 7 -8 8 -8 7 6 Where I once loved her dearly and I don't hate -6 6 her now. |