Lyrics
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
And the sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the range
She was courted by young Van Der Meer
And quite handsome was he, as I hear
He brought her silver rings and lacy things
And she promised to wed before the snows fell that year
But her pony, he did stumble and she did fall
Her dyin' touched the hearts of us one and all
Young Vandy in his pain put a bullet through 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 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
And the sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the range
The sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the range