Tracy Moore may refer to:
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 o’er 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 shine 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
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
Where the walker runs down through the Carson Valley Plain
There lived a maiden Darcy Farrow was her name
The daughter of old Dundee and fair one was she
The sweetest flower that bloomed over the range
Her voice was as sweet as the sugar candy
Her touch was as soft as a bed of eider down
Her eyes shone bright like the pretty lights
That shine in the night out of Yerrington town
She was courted by a young Vandamere
And quite handsome was he as I'm to hear
He gave her silver rings and lacy things
And she promised to wed before the snows came that year
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But her pony he did stumble and he did fall
Her dying cut the hearts from us one and all
Young Vandy in his pain put a bullet in his brain
And we buried them together as the snow began to fall
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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
I'm gonna give it away to you,
I thought I'd hold out for something more but I cant wait,
Don't hold your breath 'cause I'll be gone in the morning,
These city lights have become more than I can take,
And I want free
So let's set the record straight,
Everyday is a storm that's waiting
to strike,
every night is a dream but not real,
Life is not what it may seem,
So get off your ass and pull your face
on outta the dirt,
A few steps back and you'll see,
That this is worth the heartache and the tears,
So...
And the record plays on and on
This is our ticket somewhere,
Is this gonna get me somewhere far away from home?
And the record plays on and on
This is our ticket somewhere,
Is this gonna get me somewhere far away from home?
Go to college and learn something nobody needs,
It's 3 AM, have you found a place to
slip away your make up and the lies that you tried
Open your legs if you think your futures inside,
I see you blushing,
Do you have something to hide those bruises on your neck this time?
And the record plays on and on
This is our ticket somewhere,
Is this gonna get me somewhere far away from home?
And the record plays on and on
This is our ticket somewhere,
Is this gonna get me somewhere far away from home, my home?
Alone...
Say hello, to the best, few years of your lifetime spent, and pursuit of love,
We are crashing everything on this town tonight,
I'm gonna give it away to you,
Where the Walker runs down into the Carson Valley plain
There lived a maiden, Darcy Farrow was her name
The daughter of old Dundee, and fair was she
And the sweetest flower that bloomed o'er the range
Her voice was sweet as the sugar candy
Her touch was soft as a bed of goose down
Her eyes shone bright like the pretty lights
That shine in the night out of Yerrington town
She was courted by young Vandermeer
And quite handsome was he I am to hear
He brought her silver rings and lacy things
And she promised to wed before the snows fell that year
But her pony did stumble and she did fall
Her dyin' touched on the heart of us all
Young Vandy in his pain, put a bullet to 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
I can see for miles across this concrete wasteland
From the tops of the trees and to the seas
They have all grayed with age
The broken will of men has become routine and has
stretched Beyond the horizon
A long path that was once a destiny
The city streets are a maze in our minds
A never-ending puzzle lost in a dream
I pray for those who walk these streets that they may see
the Tops of the towers
And expand their conscience
I beg they open up their eyes and bear witness to this
Crumbling city
But some things may never change
Some things always stay the same
The sun sets on the metropolis as only streetlights
Illuminate its collapse
Mesmerized by illuminated skies