Kristin Hersh - Pretty Polly Lyrics
Polly, pretty polly, come go along with mePolly, pretty polly, come go along with meBefore we get married some pleasure to seeShe got up behind him and away they did goShe got up behind him and away they did goOver the hills to the valley so lowThey 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 byHe stabbed her through the heartHer hearts blood it did flowHe stabbed her through the heartHer hearts blood it did flowAnd into the grave pretty polly did goHe threw something over her and turned to go homeHe threw something over her and turned to go homeWith nothing behind him but the girl there to mournLittle birdyLittle birdy, little birdyWhat makes you fly so high?Its because I am a birdyAnd Im not afraid to dieLittle birdy, little birdyCome sing me your songIve a short time to be here with youAnd a long time, to be goneLittle birdy, little birdyWhat makes your wing so blue?Its because Ive been a-grievinGrievin after youLittle birdy, little birdyCome sing me your songIve a short time to be here with youAnd a long time, to be goneLittle birdy, little birdyWhat makes your head so red?After all that I have been throughIts a wonder I aint deadLittle birdy, little birdyCome sing me your songIve a short time to be here with youAnd a long time, to be gone
