Grada - Pretty Polly | Текст песни

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• Grada
• Pretty Polly

Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, would you think me unkind
Polly, Pretty Polly, would you take me unkind
If I sit down beside you and tell you my mind

Well my mind is to marry and never to part
My mind is to marry and never to part
The first time I saw you it wounded my heart

Oh Polly Pretty Polly come go along with me
Polly Pretty Polly come go along with me
Before we get married some pleasures to see

Oh he led her over mountains and valleys so deep
He led her over hills and valleys so deep
Pretty Polly mistrusted and then began to weep

Oh Willie, Little Willie, I'm afraid to of your ways
Willie, Little Willie, I'm afraid of your ways
The way you've been rambling you'll lead me astray

Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about right
Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about right
I dug on your grave the biggest part of last night

She threw her hands around him and then began to weep
She threw her hands around him and then began to weep
At last Pretty Polly she fell asleep

Then he threw the dirt over her and turned away to go
he threw the dirt over her and turned away to go
Down to the river when the deep waters flow