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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 hearts blood it did flow

He stabbed her through the heart

Her hearts 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

Little birdy

Little birdy, little birdy

What makes you fly so high?

Its because I am a birdy

And Im not afraid to die



Little birdy, little birdy

Come sing me your song

Ive a short time to be here with you

And a long time, to be gone



Little birdy, little birdy

What makes your wing so blue?

Its because Ive been a-grievin

Grievin after you



Little birdy, little birdy

Come sing me your song

Ive a short time to be here with you

And a long time, to be gone



Little birdy, little birdy

What makes your head so red?

After all that I have been through

Its a wonder I aint dead



Little birdy, little birdy

Come sing me your song

Ive a short time to be here with you

And a long time, to be gone

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 hearts blood it did flow

He stabbed her through the heart

Her hearts 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

Little birdy

Little birdy, little birdy

What makes you fly so high?

Its because I am a birdy

And Im not afraid to die



Little birdy, little birdy

Come sing me your song

Ive a short time to be here with you

And a long time, to be gone



Little birdy, little birdy

What makes your wing so blue?

Its because Ive been a-grievin

Grievin after you



Little birdy, little birdy

Come sing me your song

Ive a short time to be here with you

And a long time, to be gone



Little birdy, little birdy

What makes your head so red?

After all that I have been through

Its a wonder I aint dead



Little birdy, little birdy

Come sing me your song

Ive a short time to be here with you

And a long time, to be gone

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