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Come, Pretty Polly |
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12. [He]1 left nothing behind
But the wild birds to mourn. |
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13. He stepped on the ship with his "hark
And welcome tend;" The ship struck a rock
To the bottom it did go.
14. The death of the devil Willie,
Have to pay For killing pretty Polly And running away.
15. Oh, wonder where is pretty Polly!
Oh, yonder she goes, Rings on her fingers
And corns on her toes.
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"Little Mollie." Obtained from Mrs. Mary Tucker, Varnell, Georgia, February, 1929. Mrs. Tucker is the eldest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Harmon, formerly of Cade's Cove, Tennessee.
1. "Little Mollie, little Mollie," said he, "Will you degree,2 and get married to me ? 1 have a fair3 off friend,
That we will go and see."
2. "Sweet Willie, sweet Willie," said she,
"I am afraid I am too young to get married to you."
"Little Mollie, oh, no, you are just right
For 1 have been digging at your grave all the best part of last night."
3. He led her over valleys and hollows so deep
Till, at last, poor little Mollie, so bitterly she did weep.
He led her up the mountain so high,
Until she came to her grave, and a spade a-laying by.
1 He supplied.
2 — agree.
3 — far. |
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