Pretty Polly

Polly, pretty Polly, go along with me
Polly, pretty Polly, go along with me
Before we get married, some pleasure to see

She got up behind him, away they did ride
She got up behind him, away they did ride
Over the hills and the valleys so wide

They rode a little further, what did they spy?
Rode a little further, what did they spy?
A new dug grave with a spade lying by

Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm scared of your ways
Willie, oh Willie, scared of your ways
Scared you might leave my poor body astray

Polly, pretty Polly, he guessed it just about right
Polly, pretty Polly, he guessed it just about right
I dug on your grave in the best part of last night

He stabbed her in the heart, the heart blood did flow
Stabbed her in the heart, the heart blood did flow
Into her grave pretty Polly did go

And he threw a little dirt over, started for home
Threw a little dirt over, started for home
Leaving nothing behind but the wild birds to moan

And it's debt to the devil Willie must pay
Debt to the devil Willie must pay
For killing pretty Polly and running away