letra de pretty saro - shirley collins
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i came to this country in eighteen-forty-nine
i saw many true loves but never saw mine
i viewed all around me and i am alone
and me a poor soldier and far from my home
it’s not the long journey i’m dreading to go
nor leaving the country for the deads that i owe
there is nothing that grieves me nor troubles my mind
like leaving pretty saro my darling behind
i wish i was a poet and could write a fine hand
i’d write my love a letter that she might understand
i’d send it by the island where them waters overflow
i’d think on pretty saro wherever i go
farewell, my dear father, likewise mother too
i’m going for to ramble this country all through
and when i get tired i’ll sit down and cry
and think on pretty saro with tears in my eye
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