Oh Poll, dear Polly, come, go along with me Polly, pretty Polly, come, go along with me Before we get married some pleasures to see
Willie, oh Willie, I'm afraid of your ways Willie, oh Willie, I'm afraid of your way I'm afraid you will lead my poor body astray
Oh Polly, dear Polly, you're guessing 'bout right Polly, dear Polly, you're guessing just about right I dug on your grave the best part of the night
He went a few steps further and what did she spot? Went a few steps further and what did she spy? But a new dug grave and a sway lying by
He stabbed her in her heart and her heart's blood did flow He stabbed her in her heart and her heart's blood did flow And into the grave pretty Polly did go
Oh, gentlemen and ladies, I bid you farewell Gentlemen and ladies, I bid you farewell For killing pretty Polly my soul will go to hell.
It's a debt to the devil poor Willie must pay It's a debt to the devil poor Willie must pay For killing pretty Polly and running away.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
