Sam Amidon Pretty Polly
Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, come go 'long with me
Polly, pretty Polly, come go 'long with me
Before we get married some pleasure to see
She got up behind him and away they did ride
Got up behind him and away they did ride
Over the hills through the valley so live
Da da da, da da, da dum, da da, da dum, da da, da dum
Da da da, da da, da dum, da da, da dum
They rode over mountains and valleys so deep
Rode through the mountains and valleys so deep
Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, she began to weep
Oh Willy, oh Willy, I'm afear'd of your ways
Willy, oh Willy, I'm afear'd of your ways
Your mind is to ramble and lead mе astray
Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, you're guеssing about right
Polly, pretty Polly, you're guessing about right
I dug all your grave two-thirds of last night
Da da da, da da, da dum, da da, da dum, da da
He stabbed her through the heart, her heart's blood it did flow
Stabbed her through the heart, her heart's blood it did flow
Into the grave pretty Polly did go
He threw something over her and turned to go home
Threw something over her and turned to go home
Leaving nothing behind but pretty Polly to moan