Darcy Farrow John Denver

[Verse 1]
Where the Walker runs down to the Carson Valley plain
There lived a maiden, Darcy Farrow was her name
The daughter of old Dundee, and a fair one was she
The sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the range

[Verse 2]
Her voice was as sweet as the sugar can be
Her touch was as soft as a bed of goose down
Her eyes shone bright like the pretty lights
That shine in the night out at Yerington town

[Verse 3]
She was courted by young Vandermeer
A fine lad was he, as I am to hear
He gave her silver rings and lacy things
She promised to wed before the snows came that year

[Verse 4]
But her pony did stumble, and she did fall
Her dying touched the hearts of us, one and all
Young Vandy, in his pain, put a bullet through his brain
We buried them together as the snows began to fall

[Verse 5]
They sing of Darcy Farrow where the Truckee runs through
They sing of her beauty in Virginia City too
At dusky sundown, to her name they drink a round
And to young Vandy, whose love was true