Cat. #0826 (MFH #346) - As sung by Ollie Gilbert, Mountain View, Arkansas on August 8, 1969
VERSE 1
Light down, light down, pretty Polly
Light down to your knee
Your clothes to fine an' costly
To lie an' rot in th sea, sea, sea
To lie an' rot in th sea
VERSE 2
O, turn you back to me, Willie dear
An' turn your face to th sea
She caught 'im around his little neat waist
An' tossed 'im in to th sea, sea, sea
Tossed 'im in to th sea
VERSE 3
O, he'p me up, Pretty Polly
He'p me out of th sea
We will go t' yonders town
An' married we will be, be, be
An' married we will be
VERSE 4
Lay there, lay there, you weakened villian
I'd drather be you as me
For th six king daughters you have drowned
An' th seventh you shall be, be, be
An' the seventh you shall be
VERSE 5
She lit upon her milk white steed
And off'a th dample gray
She rode till she came to her father's house
Three hours it was 'fore day, day, day
Three hours it was 'fore day
VERSE 6
What's a'matter, what's a'matter, pretty parrott
You pray so long 'fore day
It is th cat at my cage door
Threaten not my life
I'm a callin pretty Polly t' drive it away
In th len'th of a long summer day, day, day
In th len'th of a long summer day
VERSE 7
Hush up, hush up, pretty parott
Don't ya tell no false on me
I'll have you caged of the finest beaten gold
Hung on th high willow tree, tree, tree
Hung on th high willow tree