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4. She threw her arms around him with a love hug and a fear. "How can you kill a poor little girl, who has loved you so dear ?" "I have got no time to tarry, or fool here with you."
He pulled his hand out of his pocket — a sharp knife he drew.
5. He pierced her to the heart, oh! how the blood did flow! And into her grave her dead body he threw.
He covered her up and went his way home;
Left nothing but the small birds to hear his sad moan.
6. As he was sailing all on his heart's delight, The ship it was sinking, and nearly out of sight. Up stepped little Mollie all in a gore of blood,
Saying that "A debt you owe the devil, and now you have it to pay.'1 |
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Obtained from Miss Margaret Combs, Guerrant, Breathitt County, Kentucky, September, 1931. Note that this version was recovered in the same community as A.
1. Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, over yonder she stands; Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, over yonder she stands, A ring on her finger and lily white hand.
2. "Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, come and go along with me; Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, come and go along with me; Before we get married some pleasure to see."
3. He led her o'er mountain and valley so deep; He led her o'er mountain and valley so deep; Just then pretty Polly began to mourn and weep.
4. "Oh, Willie, oh, Willie, I'm afraid of your ways; Oh, Willie, oh, Willie, I'm afraid of your ways; The way you've been rambling to lead me astray."
5. "Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, you guessed about right; Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, you guessed about right; My mind is to drown you and leave you behind."
6. He stabbed her through the heart and her blood it did flow; He stabbed her through the heart and her blood it did flow; And threw her in the mill dam below. |
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