Pretty Little Saro

Pretty Little Saro

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by The Farwells
(Traditional)

Story

  Pretty Little Saro, from the traditional "Pretty Saro": Lyrics rearranged and rewritten by Debra Clifford


Lead vocals: Becca Wintle
Harmony Vocals & Guitar: Debra Clifford
Acoustic bass: June Drucker

Pretty Saro is an English folk ballad from the early 1700s, and was collected by Cecil Sharp. Debra took a week looking at many different versions of lyrics and rewrote and rearranged this while living in England for 3 months. It has touches of England, touches of America, and how it feels being away from home.

Thank you!


The Farwells

Lyrics

Pretty Little Saro

(melody traditional, lyrics rewritten & arranged by © Debra Clifford)

 

I came to this country, in 1849

I fancied me lucky, for to be alive

I looked all around me

I searched high and low

But none was as pretty as little Saro

 

If wings were my fortune

Like a bird I would fly

I'd fly 'cross the ocean

And sit by her side

I'd tell her the story of all I have seen

And tarry to ask if she'd come to me

 

Her father don't like me

Her mother the same

They say I'm a rambler

That I have no name

But here I'm a stranger

I sit all alone

And dream of my darlin, my little Saro

 

It's not the long journey

I dread to say

I'll suffer the parting the rest of my days

I'll go a rambling this country all through

With my mind a troubled

For the loving of you

 

I came to this country, in 1849

I fancied me lucky, for to be alive

I looked all around me

I searched high and low

But none was as pretty as little Saro

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