American Old Time Song Lyrics: 45 Polly Dear
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 45
POLLY DEAR
Copyright, 1894, by Spaulding & Gray.
Words and Music by Carrie Collyer.
The dearest girl I ever knew was Polly, Polly dear,
So sweet she was, and saucy too, whenever I was near;
When once she said "I hate you, Jack," in fun, I rose to go,
But quick she ran to call me back, and then I whispered low:
Chorus.
Polly dear, do come here, for I love you dearly, Polly dear,
When you're near, I'm distracted nearly;
Polly dear, I am here, to offer you my life,
And I never will be happy 'till you are my wife.
I soon was forced to go away from Polly, Polly dear,
And when we parted her lips quiver'd, on her cheeks a tear;
"Oh Jack," she whispered, "I'll be true, for years and years and years,
And I will hope and pray for you;" I kissed away her tears.
Chorus.
Polly dear, do come here, for I love you dearly, Polly dear,
When you're near I'm distracted nearly:
Polly dear, I am here to offer you my life,
And! never will be happy 'till you are my wife.
Three years have passed, I've just returned, and Polly, Polly dear,
Has waited for me, as she vowed in accents soft and clear.
I'll take my darling to the church, and make her mine for life,
And when the knot's securely tied, I'll whisper to my wife:
Chorus.
Polly dear, do come here, oh, I love you dearly, Polly dear,
When you're near I'm distracted nearly:
Polly dear, it seems queer to know you are my wife,
And I never was so happy in all my life.