Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me Before we get married, some pleasures to see
She jumped up behind him and away they did ride She jumped up behind him and away they did ride Over the hills and the valleys so wide
They rode on a little further and a-what did they spy They rode on a little further and a-what did they spy But a new dug grave with a spade lying by
Oh Willy, oh Willy, I'm a-scared of your ways Willy, oh Willy, I'm a-scared of your ways Scared you may lead my poor body astray
There's no time to talk now, there's no time to stand There's no time to talk and there's no time to stand And in his right hand a dagger [?]
He stabbed her through the heart and her heart's blood did flow Stabbed her through the heart and her heart's blood did flow And into her grave pretty Polly did go
He threw a little dirt over her, started for home Threw a little dirt over her, started for home He left nothing behind but the wild birds to morn
A debt to the devil and Willy must pay A debt to the devil and Willy must pay For killing pretty Polly and running awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
