My horses ain't hungry They won't eat your hay So fare thee well, darlin' I'm goin' away Your parents don't like me They say I'm too poor They say I'm not worthy To enter your door Pretty Mary, pretty Mary Will you think me unkind If I were to see you And tell you my mind? My horses ain't hungry They won't eat your hay So fare thee well, darlin' I'm goin' away Well, as sure as the dewdrops Fall on that green corn Tonight I'll be with you Tomorrow I'm gone My horses ain't hungry They won't eat your hay So fare thee well, darlin' I'm goin' away So fare thee well, darlin' I'm goin' away