Pretty Polly Lyrics - Kristin Hersh

Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me 

Polly, pretty Polly, come go along with me 

Before we get married some pleasure to see 

She got up behind him and away they did go 

She got up behind him and away they did go 

Over the hills to the valley so low 

They went up a little farther and what did they spy? 

They went up a little farther and what did they spy? 

A newly dug grave with a spade lying by 

He stabbed her through the heart 

Her heart's blood it did flow 

He stabbed her through the heart 

Her heart's blood it did flow 

And into the grave pretty Polly did go 

He threw something over her and turned to go home 

He threw something over her and turned to go home 

With nothing behind him but the girl there to mourn