Martha Tilston - Polly Vaughan lyrics

come all you young fellows that handle a gun beware you shoot as the nights drawing on young jimmy met his true love mistook her for a swan and he shot her and k**ed her by the setting of the sun then home ran young jimmy with his dog and his gun crying uncle oh uncle have you heard what I've done I met my own true love mistook her for a swan and now I've shot her and k**ed her by the setting of the sun so out runs jimmy's uncle with his locks hanging gray crying jimmy oh dear jimmy don't you run away don't leave your own country till the trial do come on sure they never will hang you for the shooting of a swan all the girls of this country are glad we know to see young polly vaughan brought down so low and you can take all them cruel girls and set them in a row and her beauty would outshine 'em like a fountain of snow and her beauty would outshine 'em like a fountain of snow