There used to be a gambler who courted all around
There used to be a gambler who courted all around
He courted Pretty Polly, such beauty'd never been found
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly come go along with me
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly come go along with me
Before we get married, some pleasures to see
She jumped up behind him and away they did go
She jumped up behind him and away they did go
Over the hill to the valley below
They went a little further and what did they spy
They went a little further and what did they spy
But a new dug grave with a spade lying by
Oh, Willy hey, Willy, I'm afraid of your ways
Oh, Willy hey, Willy, I'm afraid of your ways
I'm afraid you might lead my poor body astray
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, you've guessed it just right
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, you've guessed it just about right
For I've dug on your grave, the better part of last night
Then he stabbed her in the heart till her heart's blood did flow
He stabbed her in the heart till her heart's blood did flow
Down into the grave Pretty Polly did go
Now a debt to the devil that Willy must pay
A debt to the devil that Willy must pay
For killing Pretty Polly and running away

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