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Artist/Band: Burl Ives
Lyrics for Song: Pretty Polly
Lyrics for Album: Wayfaring Stranger [1959]



Burl Ives – Pretty Polly



I courted pretty Polly the live long night

I courted pretty Polly the live long night

But I slept on her grave the best part of last night



Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, come and go along with me.

Polly oh Polly, come and go along with me.

Before we get married some pleasure we'll see.



She jumped up behind him and away they did ride.

She jumped up behind him and away they did ride

to the wild running river, to the wild country side.



They rode a little further and what did they spy?

They rode a little further and what did they spy?

A newly dug grave and a spade lying by.



Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm scared of your ways.

Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm scared of your ways.

I'm scared you will lead my poor body astray.



Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, you guessed just about right.

Pretty Polly, oh Polly, you guessed just about right.

Oh I dug on your grave just about all of last night.



He stabbed her in the breast, her heart blood did flow.

He stabbed her in the breast and her heart blood did flow.

And into her grave Pretty Polly did go.



He covered her up and he left her alone.

He covered her up and he left her alone.

With nobody there but the wild birds to moan.



A debt to the devil Willie must pay.

A debt to the devil Willie must pay

for killing Pretty Polly and running away.



Oh where is Pretty Polly? Yonder she stands.

Oh where is Pretty Polly? Yonder she stands.

The rings on the fingers of her lily white hand.


Pretty Polly

Burl Ives' rendition of 'Pretty Polly' stands as a definitive example of his mastery over traditional English folk ballads. Recorded for the 1959 album Wayfaring Stranger, the track showcases Ives' distinctive, gravelly baritone and his ability to breathe new life into centuries-old narratives. As a cornerstone of his extensive discography, this recording highlights his deep connection to the folk revival movement of the mid-twentieth century. Ives approached such material with a storyteller's gravitas, transforming simple verses into compelling musical experiences that resonated with audiences across generations. His interpretation remains a vital part of the folk canon, illustrating how a skilled vocalist can elevate a standard ballad into a timeless piece of art through nuanced delivery and emotional depth.


Album Lyrics: Wayfaring Stranger [1959]


Burl Ives
"Wayfaring Stranger [1959]"


1. Old Paint (I ride an old Paint)
2. Pretty Polly
3. The Troubador Song