Down From Dover, by Dolly Parton
I know this dress I'm wearing
Doesn't hide the secret I have tried concealing
When he left, he promised me
That he'd be back by the time it was revealing
The sun behind a cloud just casts
A crawling shadow o'er the fields of clover
And time is running out for me
I wish that he would hurry down from Dover
He's been gone so long
When he left the snow was deep upon the ground
And I have seen a spring and summer pass
And now the leaves are turning brown
And any time, a tiny face will show itself
Cause waiting's almost over
But I won't have a name to give it
If he doesn't hurry down from Dover
From Dover, from Dover
My folks weren't understanding
When they found out, they sent me from the home place
My Daddy said, if folks found out
He'd be ashamed to ever show his face
My Mama said, I was a fool
And she did not believe it when I told her
Mama, everything's gonna be all right
Soon he will be coming down from Dover
I've found a place to stay out on the farm
Takin' care of an old lady
She never asked me nothin'
So, I never talked to her about my baby
I sent a message to my Mom
With a name and address of Miss L. Grover
And to make sure he got that information
When he came down from Dover
I loved him more than anything
And I could not refuse him when he needed me
He was the only one I'd loved
And I just can't believe that he was using me
He wouldn't leave me here like this
I know it can't be, so it can't be over
He wouldn't make me go through this alone
He'll be coming down from Dover
My body aches the time is here
It's lonely in this place where I'm lyin'
Our baby has been born but something's wrong
It's much too still, I hear no cryin'
I guess in some strange way
She knew she'd never have a father's arms to hold her
So dying was her way of telling me
He wasn't coming down from Dover
From Dover, from Dover
Down from Dover
Darcy Farrow, by John Denver
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 sweetest flower that bloomed oer the range
Her voice was as sweet as the sugar candy
Her touch was as soft as a bed of goose down
Her eyes shone bright like the pretty lights
That shone in the night out of Yerrington town
She was courted by Young Vandamere
A fine lad was he as I am to hear
He gave her silver rings and lacy things
And she promised to wed before the snows came that year
But her pony 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 dusky sundown to her name they drink a round
And to young Vandy whose love was true
Old Shep, by Red Foley
When I was a lad
And old Shep was a pup
Over hills and meadows we'd stray
Just a boy and his dog
We were both full of fun
We grew up together that way
I remember the time at the old swimmin' hole
When I would have drowned beyond doubt
But old Shep was right there
To the rescue he came
He jumped in and then pulled me out
As the years fast did roll
Old Shep he grew old
His eyes were fast growing dim
And one day the doctor looked at me and said
I can do no more for your dog
With hands that were trembling
I picked up my gun
And aimed it at Shep's faithful head
I just couldn't do it
I wanted to run
I wish they would shoot me instead
He came to my side
And looked up at me
And laid his old head on my knee
I had struck the best friend that a man ever had
I cried so I scarcely could see
Old Shep he has gone
Where the good doggies go
And no more with old Shep will I roam
But if dogs have a heaven
There's one thing I know
Old Shep has a wonderful home.