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Well, I lived in London, a city hell of a town
Well, I lived in London, a city hell of a town
I met a beautiful lady, her beauty never been found
They called her Pretty Polly, come go along with me
Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me
Before we get married some place you will see
Willie, oh, Willie, I'm 'fraid of your ways
Willie, oh, Willie, I'm 'fraid of your ways
The way you've been ramblin', you'll lead me astray
They went upon a mountain and what did they spy?
They went upon a mountain and what did they spy?
A newly dug grave and a spade lyin' by
Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about right
Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about right
I dug on your grave in the heart of last night
He stabbed her to her heart and her heart's blood did flow
He stabbed her to her heart and her heart's blood did flow
And into the grave Pretty Polly did go
He threw a little dirt over her and turned to go home
He threw a little dirt over her and turned to go home
Leaving nothing behind but the wild birds to roam
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly