Pretty Polly Songtext
von Bert Jansch

Polly pretty Polly come go along with me
Polly pretty Polly come go along with me
Before we get married some pleasure′s to see
She jumped up behind him and away they did ride
Jumped up behind him and away they did ride
Over the hills and the valleys so wide
They rode on a little further and what did they spy?
Rode on a little further and what did they spy?
But a new dug grave with a spade lying by
O Willie, O Willie, I'm a-scared of your ways
Willie, O Willie, I′m a-scared of your ways
Scared you might lead my poor body astray


There's no time to talk now, there's no time to stand
There′s no time to talk and there′s no time to stand
And in his right hand a dagger they held
He stabbed her to the heart and the hot blood did flow
Stabbed her to the heart and the hot blood did flow
And into her grave pretty Polly did flow
They threw a little dirt over her and started for home
Threw a little dirt over her and started for home
Leaving nothing behind but the wild birds to moan
Death to the devil and Willie must pay
Death to the devil and Willie must pay
For killing pretty Polly and running away