Sycamore Hollow It was down by the forked stream With hair down to her waist I sure love the farmer's daughter On a horse seventeen hands high Well I grabbed my knife and I will bring the farmer's daughter It was down by the river's edge Now our children play in a forked stream I sure love the farmer's daughter |
Sycamore Hollow It was down by the forked stream With hair down to her waist I sure love the farmer's daughter On a horse seventeen hands high Well I grabbed my knife and I will bring the farmer's daughter It was down by the river's edge Now our children play in a forked stream I sure love the farmer's daughter |