Where the Walker runs down into the Carson Valley plain There lived a maiden, Darcy Farrow was her name The daughter of old Dundee, and fair was she And the sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the range
Her voice was sweet as the sugar candy Her touch was soft as a bed of goose down Her eyes shone bright like the pretty lights That shine in the night out of Yerrington town
She was courted by young Vandermeer And quite handsome was he I am to hear He gave her silver rings and lacy things And she promised to wed before the snows fell that year
But her pony did stumble and she did fall Her dyin' touched on the heart of us all Young Vandy in his pain, put a bullet to his brain And we buried them together as the snows began to fall
They sing of Darcy Farrow where the Truckee runs through They sing of her beauty in Virginia City, too At dusty Sundown to her name they drink a round And to young Vandy, whose love was true
Where the Walker runs down into the Carson Valley plain There lived a maiden, Darcy Farrow was her name The daughter of old Dundee, and fair was she And the sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the range
Her voice was sweet as the sugar candy Her touch was soft as a bed of goose down Her eyes shone bright like the pretty lights That shine in the night out of Yerrington town
She was courted by young Vandermeer And quite handsome was he I am to hear He gave her silver rings and lacy things And she promised to wed before the snows fell that year
But her pony did stumble and she did fall Her dyin' touched on the heart of us all Young Vandy in his pain, put a bullet to his brain And we buried them together as the snows began to fall
They sing of Darcy Farrow where the Truckee runs through They sing of her beauty in Virginia City, too At dusty Sundown to her name they drink a round And to young Vandy, whose love was true
