Willie came from Langdon, a city barely town
Willie came from Langdon, a city barely town
He met a beautiful lady, her body never was found
Polly, pretty Polly, won't you come along with me?
Polly, pretty Polly, won't you come along with me?
Before we get married some places you will see
Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm 'fraid of your ways
Willie, oh Willie, I'm 'fraid of your ways
The way you've been ramblin', you'll lead me astray
They went up to the mountain, and what did they spy?
They went up to the mountain, and what did they spy?
A freshly dug grave and a spade lying by
Oh Polly, pretty Polly, your guess is 'bout right
Polly, pretty Polly, your guess is 'bout right
I dug up your grave for some part of last night
He stabbed her through her heart and her heart's blood did flow
He stabbed her through her heart and her heart's blood did flow
And down to the grave pretty Polly did go
He threw a little dirt over her and turned to go home
He threw a little dirt over her and turned to go home
Left nothing behind but the wild birds to roam