Chords for Doc Watson - Pretty Saro - Songcatcher II: The Tradition That Inspired The Movie
Tempo:
98.2 bpm
Chords used:
E
C#
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
When I came to this country in 1845,
Then I thought myself lucky for to be alive.
I looked all around me, and none could I see
That were sweeter or fairer, pretty Sarah than thee.
Pretty Sarah, pretty Sarah, likewise my mother too.
I have started far to ramble this country all through,
And when I get tired, I'll sit down and weep,
And I'll think of my pretty Sarah wherever I sleep.
Oh, it's not this long journey I'm a-dreading far to go,
Not the country I believe in, and the debts that I owe.
But there's one thing that grieves me and troubles [E] my mind,
[C#] It's a-leaving my little darling way back here [B] behind.
If I was a poet and could write a fine hand,
I would write my love a letter that she'd long understand.
I would send it by the waters where the islands overflow.
I'll remember my pretty Sarah wherever I sleep.
Then I thought myself lucky for to be alive.
I looked all around me, and none could I see
That were sweeter or fairer, pretty Sarah than thee.
Pretty Sarah, pretty Sarah, likewise my mother too.
I have started far to ramble this country all through,
And when I get tired, I'll sit down and weep,
And I'll think of my pretty Sarah wherever I sleep.
Oh, it's not this long journey I'm a-dreading far to go,
Not the country I believe in, and the debts that I owe.
But there's one thing that grieves me and troubles [E] my mind,
[C#] It's a-leaving my little darling way back here [B] behind.
If I was a poet and could write a fine hand,
I would write my love a letter that she'd long understand.
I would send it by the waters where the islands overflow.
I'll remember my pretty Sarah wherever I sleep.
Key:
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C#
B
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E
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When I came to this country _ _ in _ 1845, _ _
Then I thought myself lucky _ for to be alive. _
I looked all around me, _ and none could I see
That were sweeter _ or fairer, pretty Sarah than thee. _ _
Pretty Sarah, pretty Sarah, _ _ likewise my mother too. _
I have started far to ramble _ _ this country all through, _
_ And when _ I get tired, _ _ I'll sit down and weep,
_ And I'll think of my pretty Sarah wherever I _ _ sleep.
Oh, it's not this long journey _ I'm a-dreading far to go,
_ Not the country I believe in, and the debts that I owe.
_ But there's one thing that grieves me _ and troubles [E] my mind,
[C#] It's a-leaving my little darling way back here [B] behind.
_ _ _ If I was a poet _ _ and could write a fine hand,
_ I would write my love a letter _ that she'd long _ understand.
_ I would send it by the _ waters where the islands overflow. _ _
I'll remember my pretty Sarah wherever I sleep. _ _ _ _ _
Then I thought myself lucky _ for to be alive. _
I looked all around me, _ and none could I see
That were sweeter _ or fairer, pretty Sarah than thee. _ _
Pretty Sarah, pretty Sarah, _ _ likewise my mother too. _
I have started far to ramble _ _ this country all through, _
_ And when _ I get tired, _ _ I'll sit down and weep,
_ And I'll think of my pretty Sarah wherever I _ _ sleep.
Oh, it's not this long journey _ I'm a-dreading far to go,
_ Not the country I believe in, and the debts that I owe.
_ But there's one thing that grieves me _ and troubles [E] my mind,
[C#] It's a-leaving my little darling way back here [B] behind.
_ _ _ If I was a poet _ _ and could write a fine hand,
_ I would write my love a letter _ that she'd long _ understand.
_ I would send it by the _ waters where the islands overflow. _ _
I'll remember my pretty Sarah wherever I sleep. _ _ _ _ _