Pretty Polly
by Bert Jansch
From the album: Jack Orion
Duration: 4:01
Lyrics for Pretty Polly
There used to be a gambler who courted all around There used to be a gambler who courted all around He courted Pretty Polly, such beauty'd never been found Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me Before we get married some pleasures to see She jumped up behind him and 'way they did go She jumped up behind him and 'way they did go Down into the valley that was far below They went a little further and what did they spy? They went a little further and what did they spy? But a newly-dug grave with a spade lying by Oh Willy, hey Willy, I'm afraid of your ways Oh Willy, hey Willy, I'm afraid of your ways I'm afraid you will lead my poor body astray Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is just right Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is just right I've dug on your grave the better part of last night Then he stabbed her in the heart till her heart's blood did flow He stabbed her in the heart till her heart's blood did flow And into the grave Pretty Polly did go Now a debt to the devil that Willy must pay A dept to the devil that Willy must pay For killing Pretty Polly and running away