Where the walker runs down to the Carson Valley PlainThere lived a maiden, Darcy Farrow was her nameThe daughter of old Dundee and a fair one was sheAnd the sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the rangeHer voice was sweet as the sugar candyHer touch was as soft as a bed of booze downHer eyes shone bright like the pretty lightsThat shine in the night out of the Errington townShe was courted by a young VandermeerAnd quite handsome was he as I hear himHe brought her silver rings and lacy thingsAnd she promised to wed before the snows fell that yearBut her pony he did stumble and she did fallHer dying touched the hearts of us one and allYoung Vandermeer in his plane put a bullet throughhis brainAnd we buried them together as the snows began to fallThey sing of Darcy Farrow where the truckie runs throughThey sing of her beauty in Virginia City tooAt dusty sundown to her name they drink her outAnd to young VandermeerHis love was trueguitar soloWhere the walker runs downTo the Carson Valley plainWhere lived a maid and Darcy Farrow was her nameThe daughter of old Dundee and a fair one was sheAnd the sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the rangeWhere every girl's dream she saw was beckoned the placeAnd the stars have a way to speakThank you for watching