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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
sweet
est
flower
that b
loomed
o'er the
range
Her
voice was as sweet as the
sugar can
dy
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
Yeri
ngton
town
She was courted by
young Vander
meer
A fine lad was
he, as
I am to
hear
He
gave her silver rings and
lacy
things
He
prom
ised to
wed bef
ore the
snows
came that
year
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 tog
ether
as the
snows beg
an to
fall
They
sing of Darcy Farrow where the
Truckee runs
through
They
sing of her
beauty in Vir
ginia City
too
At
dusky sundown to her
name they drink a
round
And
to
young
Van
dy, whose
love
was
true
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