bob dylan – pretty saro ( traditional )

G Am
down in some lone valley
G
in a sad lonesome place
D
where the wild birds do all

their notes to increase

G
farewell pretty saro
D
i bid you adieu
Am
but i dream of pretty saro
G
wherever i go

G Am
well my love she won’t have me
G
so i understand
Am
she wants a freeholder
D
who owns a house and land

Am
i cannot maintain her
G
with silver and gold
D
and all of the fine things
G
that a big house can hold

Am
if i was a poet
G
and could write a fine hand
D
i’d write my love a letter

that she’d understand

Am
and write it by the river
G
where the waters overflow
D
but i dream of pretty saro
D
wherever i go G

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good luck! it’s a hard one to sing the way he does it . . .

keep on suckin’ just like zegorf!