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Pretty Polly - Lyrics

Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm scared of your ways.
Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm scared of your ways.
I'm scared you will lead my poor body astray.

Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, you guessed just about right.
Well Polly, Pretty Polly, you guessed just about right.
For I dug on your grave the best part of last night.

She through her arms around him and she began to cry.
She through her arms around him and she began to cry.
I can't kill a woman that loves you such as I.

There's no time to talk now, there's no time to stand.
There's no time to talk now, there's no time to stand.
He drew out his dagger all in his right hand.

He pierced her in the heart and her lifeblood did run.
He pierced her in the heart the lifeblood did flow.
Deep in her grave Pretty Polly did go.

He threw the dirt around her and then he went home,
He threw the dirt around her and then he went home,
With nobody there but the wild birds to moan.

A debt to the devil Willie must pay.
A debt to the devil Willie must pay
For killing Pretty Polly and running away.

Oh where is Pretty Polly? Yonder she stands.
Oh where is Pretty Polly? Yonder she stands.
The rings on the fingers of her lilywhite hand.
The rings on the fingers of her lilywhite hand.

Writer(s): Traditional, Bethany Porter, Nic Hurst, Saul Rose, Neill Maccoll, Eliza Carthy, Kate St John, Laurence Hunt, James Delarre

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