Pretty Polly Lyrics

Oh I used to be a rounder, I've been around this town,
Oh I used to be a rounder, been around this town,
I courted Miss Polly I've been all around.
Oh where is Pretty Polly, oh yonder she stands
Oh where is Pretty Polly, oh yonder she stands
Gold rings on her fingers and her lily-white hands.

Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me,
Oh Polly Pretty Polly, come go along with me,
Before we get married, some pleasure to see."

Oh I led her over hills to valleys so deep,
I led her over hills to the valley so deep
And then Pretty Polly she began to weep.
[banjo]

Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm 'fraid of your ways,
Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm 'fraid of your ways,
I'm afraid you are going to lead me astray.

Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about right
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about right
I dug on your grave the best part of last night.
Oh Willie, oh Willie please spare me my life,
Oh Willie, oh Willie please spare me my life,
So deep into my busom he plunged that fatal knife.

She fell to the ground and her blood it did flow,
She fell to the ground and her blood it did flow,
And into the grave Prettty Polly did go.

Oh I the dirt around her and turned to go home
Oh I the dirt around her and turned to go home
And left Pretty Polly with the birds for to mourn.