Oh Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me Before we get married some pleasure to see 
Oh he led her over mountains and valleys so deep,(x2) ’Til Polly mistrusted and then began to weep 
Oh Willie, little Willie, I’m afraid of your ways,(x2) The way you’ve been rambling you’ll lead me astray 
Oh Polly, pretty Polly, your guess is about right,(x2) I dug your grave the biggest part of last night 
Oh she knelt down before him, pleading for her life,(x2) Let me be a single girl if I can’t be your wife 
Oh Polly, pretty Polly that never can be,(x2) Your past reputation’s been trouble to me 
Oh he stabbed her in the heart and her heart’s blood did flow,(x2) And into the grave pretty Polly did go 
Oh he went to the jailhouse and what did he say,(x2) I’ve killed pretty Polly and trying to get away 
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