(Jean Ritchie)

Oh have you seen my dear companion

For he was all this world to me

I hear he's gone to come far country

And that he cares no more for me



I wish I were a swallow flying

I'd fly to a high and lonesome place

I'd join the wild birds in their crying

Thinking of you and your sweet face



Oh have you seen my dear companion

For he was all this world to me

But now the stars have turned against me

And he cares no more for me



Oh when the dark is on the mountain

And all the world has gone to sleep

I will go down to the cold waters

And there I'll lay me down and weep



Oh have you seen my dear companion

For he was all this world to me