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Brewster: Ballads and Songs of Indiana 299
4. She threw her arms round him and suffered no fear,
Saying, "How could you kill a girl who loves you so
dear?" She threw her arms round him and suffered no fear,
Saying, "How could you kill a girl who loves you so
dear?"
5. He drew a sharp knife, and the blood it did flow;
And down in this grave pretty Polly must go. He drew a sharp knife, and the blood it did flow; And down in this grave pretty Polly must go.
6. He threw some dirt over in time to get home,
And left nothing behind but the birds to mourn ; He threw some dirt over in time to get home,
And left nothing behind but the birds to mourn.
7. Now, ladies and gentlemen, I'll bid you goodnight;
All raving distracted, he died the same night Now, ladies and gentlemen, Til bid you goodnight; All raving distracted, he died the same night. |
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"Pretty Polly." Contributed by Mrs. Nancy E. Brewster, of Oakland City, Indiana. Gibson County. Learned in Pike County about fifty years ago. February 26, 1935.
1. "Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, come go with me, Before we get married, some friends to see"' |
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2. "Weep on, pretty Polly, with all of your might; I dug the biggest part of your grave last night."
S. He drew his sword; the blood it did flow, And under the ground pretty Polly must go. |
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