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There used to be a gambler who courted all aroundThere used to be a gambler who courted all aroundHe courted Pretty Polly, such beauty`d never been foundPretty Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with mePretty Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with mebefore we get married some pleasures to seeShe jumped up behind him and away they did goShe jumped up behind him and away they did godown into the valley that was far belowHe rode her over hills and valleys so deepHe rode her over hills and valleys so deepPretty Polly mistrusted and then began to weepThey went a little further and what did they spy?They went a little further and what did they spy?but a newly-dug grave with a spade lying byOh Willy, hey Willy, I´m afraid of your waysOh Willy, hey Willy, I´m afraid of your waysI´m afraid you will lead my poor body astrayPretty Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about rightPretty Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about rightI`ve dug on your grave the better part of last nightShe knelt down before him pleading for her lifeShe knelt down before him pleading for her lifePlease let me be a single girl if I can´t be your wifeThen he stabbed her in the heart till her heart´s blood did flowLetras de cancionesHe stabbed her in the heart till her heart´s blood 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 homeLeaving nothing behind him but the girl left to mournHe went down to the jailhouse and what did he sayHe went down to the jailhouse and what did he sayI killed Pretty Polly and tried to get away(Now gentlemen and ladies, I bid you farewellNow gentlemen and ladies I bid you farewellFor killing Pretty Polly my soul will go to hellNow a debt to the devil that Willy must payA dept to the devil that Willy must payFor killing pretty Polly and running away From Letras Mania