The Gosport Tragedy

1.

" Pretty Polly, pretty Polly, come go 'long with me,
Pretty Polly, pretty Polly come go 'long with me,
Before we get married some pleasure to see. "

2.

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.

3.

They went up a little farther and what did they spy?
They went up a little farther and what did they spy?
A new-dug grave and a spade lying by.

4.

He stobbed her to the heart, her heart blood it did flow,
He stobbed her to the heart, her heart blood it did flow,
And into the grave pretty Polly did go.

5.

He threw somethin' over her and turned to go home,
He threw somethin' over her and turned to go home,
Leaving nothing behind him but the girl left to mourn.

6.

Gentlemen and ladies, I'll bid you farewell,
Gentlemen and ladies, I'll bid you farewell,
For killin' pretty Polly will send my soul to Hell.
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