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American Ballads and Folk Songs
Long time she'd been courted, as I have heard say, And her lover to delude her took many a way. For soon as he found that her love he had gained, Her company he slighted, and her love he disdained.
And then to destroy her he contrived a plan: To this mountain conveyed her, as I understand. Oh, this innocent creature his mind did not know, And in hopes to be married with this traitor did go.
And when to this mountain he did her convey, Oh, he left her fair body for the varmints a prey. She was cruelly treated and shamefully used By this cruel tyrant—how could him excuse!
Which caused old and young to weep and to cry, And to find out this traitor they each one did try. He was apprehended, his cause to bewail— Straightway he was conducted to Uniontown jail.
There by judge and by jury he was proven out clear, And he now takes Polly Clayton, and he calls her his dear. But, like a deceiver, he'll live in despair Till the day of strict judgment when all must appear.
Oh, the judge and the jury they all will be there, And with one accord the truth will declare. Oh, the impartial Judge he will pass the decree, And this cruel tyrant condemned will be.
Come all ye good people who saw this object, Don't add nor diminish, deceive nor correct. This honored young lady was found in a gore, And her flesh by this traitor all mangled and tore.