Rory Block - Pretty Polly lyrics

I used to be a rambler, staying around in town I used to be a rambler, staying around in town I courted Pretty Polly, such a beauty never found Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, oh yonder she stands Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, oh yonder she stands Gold rings on her finger and lily white hands Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, go along with me Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, go along with me Before we get married, some pleasure for to see He led her over mountains and valleys so deep He led her over mountains and valleys so deep At last, Pretty Polly, she began to weep Oh Willy, oh Willy, I'm afraid of your ways Oh Willy, oh Willy, I'm afraid of your ways Afraid you will lead my poor body astray Polly, you're guessing about right Polly, you're guessing about right I dug on your grave, almost all last night She walked two steps further and what did she spy She walked to steps further and what did she spy A new-dug grave and a spade lying by Let me go, let me go, I'm afraid of you Willy Let me go, let me go, I'm afraid of you Willy I can't go back, I can't be your wife Polly, oh Polly that never be Polly, oh Polly that never be Your reputation bring trouble to me He stabbed her through her breast and blood did flow He stabbed her through her breast and blood did flow And down into the ground Polly did go Oh Willy, oh Willy you're gonna have to pay Oh Willy, oh Willy you're gonna have to pay For k**ing pretty Polly and running away