Pretty Polly - Bert Jansch

Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me\nPretty Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me\nBefore we get married, some pleasures to see\nShe jumped up behind him and away they did ride\nShe jumped up behind him and away they did ride\nOver the hills and the valleys so wide\nThey rode on a little further and what did they spy\nThey rode on a little further and what did they spy\nBut a new dug grave with a spade lying by\nOh Willy, oh Willy, I’m a-scared of your ways\nWilly, oh Willy, I’m a-scared of your ways\nScared you may lead my poor body astray\nThere’s no time to talk now, there’s no time to stand\nThere’s no time to talk and there’s no time to stand\nAnd in his right hand a dagger\nHe stabbed her through the heart and her heart’s blood did flow\nStabbed her through the heart and her heart’s blood did flow\nAnd into her grave pretty Polly did go\nHe threw a little dirt over her, started for home\nThrew a little dirt over her, started for home\nHe left nothing behind but the wild birds to morn