Paul Clayton Polly Von
All you brave huntsmen who follow the gun
Beware the shooting at the setting of the sun
For her true love went hunting and he shot in the dark
But oh, and alass Polly Von was his mark
For she had her apron rapped about her
And he took her for a swan
But oh, and alass it was she Polly Von
He ran up beside her when he found it was she
His legs grew weak and his eyes scarce could see
He embraced her in his arms when he found she was dead
And a fountain of tears for his true love he shed
For she had her apron rapped about her
And he took her for a swan
But oh and alass it was she, Polly Von
He took her in his arms and home ran he
Crying "Father dear Father I shot fair Polly, I shot that fair female in the bloom of her life, and I always intended to make her my wife."
For she had her apron rapped about her
And I took her for a swan
But oh and alass it was she Polly Von
At midnight in his chamber Polly Von did appear crying "Jimmy dear Jimmy you have nothing to fear, but stay in your country till your trial comes on you will not be convicted for you have done."
For she had her apron rapped about me
And you took me for a swan
But oh and alass it was I Polly Von
In the midst of his trial Polly Von did appear crying "Uncle dear Uncle Jimmy Randall must be clear."
The judges and lawyers stood around in a row, Polly Von in the middle like a fountain of snow
For she had her apron rapped about me
And you took me for a swan
But oh and alass it was I Polly Von