Letras Darcy Farrow - John Denver

Darcy Farrow

Where the walker runs down to the Carson Valley Plain\nThere lived a maiden, Darcy Farrow was her name\nThe daughter of old Dundee and a fair one was she\nThe sweetest flower that bloomed oer the range\nHer voice was as sweet as the sugar candy\nHer touch was as soft as a bed of goose down\nHer eyes shone bright like the pretty lights\nThat shone in the night out of Yerrington town\nShe was courted by Young Vandamere\nA fine lad was he as I am to hear\nHe gave her silver rings and lacy things\nAnd she promised to wed before the snows came that year\nBut her pony did stumble and she did fall\nHer dyin touched the hearts of us one and all\nYoung Vandy in his pain put a bullet through his brain\nAnd we buried them together as the snows began to fall\nThey sing of Darcy Farrow where the Truckee runs through\nThey sing of her beauty in Virginia City too\nAt dusky sundown to her name they drink a round\nAnd to young Vandy whose love was true