Pretty Polly

Traditional, arranged by Amy Cann, Frey, Smith, Herd, Griffin

There used to be a gambler who courted all around

He courted Pretty Polly such beauty had never been found

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

Down into the valley that was far below

They went a little further and what did they spy?

But a new dug grave with a spade lying by

Oh Willy dear Willy, I’m afraid of your way

I’m afraid you might lead my poor body astray

Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly you’ve guessed it just right

I dug on your grave the better part of last night

He stabbed her in the heart til her heart’s blood did flo

Down into the grave Pretty Polly did go

Now a debt to the Devil that Willy must pay

For killing Pretty Polly and running away

Published by Coal Train Tunes/Bug Music Ltd./BMI