John Denver - Darcy farrow

Where the wal-^D ker runs down thru the ^G Carson Valley ^D Plain there lived a ^Dm maiden Darcy ^E7 Farrow was her name.^A

The ^D daughter of Old Dundee and fair ^G one was ^D she the ^G sweet ^A est flow ^D er ^G that blo^Domed o ^A ver the ^D range.

Her ^D voice was as sweet as the ^G sugar can-^D dy Her touch was as ^Dm soft as a ^E7 bed of goose down ^A

her ^D eyes shone bright like the ^G pretty ^D lights that ^G shine ^A in the ^D night ^G out of ^D Yerring ^A ton ^D town.

^D She ^C was courted by ^G young ^E Vandamere ^D a fine lad was ^Dm he as ^E7 I am to hear.^A

He ^D gave her silver rings and ^G la- ^E cy ^D things she ^G prom ^A ised to ^D wed ^G before the ^D snows ^A came that ^D year

But her ^D pony did stumble and ^G she did ^D fall her dying touched the ^Dm hearts of ^E7us one and all ^A

Young ^D Vandy in his pain put a bullet ^G thru his ^D brain we ^G buried ^A them toge ^D ther as ^G the ^D snow be ^A gan to ^D fall.

^D They ^C sing of Darcy Farrow ^G where ^E the Truckee ^D runs thru they sing of her beaut ^Dm y in ^E7 Virginia City, too.

^AAt ^D dusky sun-down to her name ^G they ^E drink a ^D round and ^G to ^A young ^D Van- ^G dy whose ^D love ^A was