Pretty Polly [Superior Re-Record] [Alternate Take] lyrics by Sandy Denny

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Pretty Polly [Superior Re-Record] [Alternate Take] by Sandy Dennyالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Pretty Polly [Superior Re-Record] [Alternate Take] by Sandy Denny

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

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

They rode a little further and what did they spy
They rode a little further and what did they spy
But a new-dug grave with a spade lying by

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

Polly, pretty Polly, you've guessed just about right
Polly, pretty Polly, you've guessed just about right
I've dug on your grave the best part of last night

And he stabbed her in the heart and the heart-blood did flow
And he stabbed her in the heart and the heart-blood did flow
Into her grave pretty Polly did go

He threw a little dirt over her and started for home
He threw a little dirt over her and started for home
Leaving nothing behind but the wild birds to moan

And it's debt to the devil, and Willy must pay
And it's debt to the devil, and Willy must pay
For killing pretty Polly and running away.

Writer : O'SULLIVAN
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC