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Polly Vaughn

๐Ÿ‘ค Ilsa โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Corpse Fortress โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:56
๐ŸŽต 1233 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:56 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 11462154

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Come all you young fellows
That carry a gun
I'll have you come home
By the light of the sun

For Jimmy was hunting
And hunting alone
When he shot his true love
In the room of a swan

Polly went out in a shower of hail
She crept to the bushes
Herself to conceal
With her apron pulled o'er her
He took her for a swan
He aimed, he fired
And killed his Polly Vaughn

Then home rushed young Jimmy
His dog, and his gun
Crying, "Uncle, dear Uncle
Oh, what have I done?
Oh, cursed be the gunsmith
That made my old gun
For I shot my true love
In the room of a swan!"
Then out rushed bold uncle
His locks hanging grey
Crying, "Jimmy dear Jimmy
Don't you run away
Don't leave the county
Till your trials come on
For they never would hang you
For shooting a swan."

The funeral of Polly, it was a brave sight
Four and twenty young men
All dressed in white
They brought her to the graveyard
Laid her in the grave
All said, "Goodbye Polly!"
And went weeping away

In six weeks time
The trial was on
And Polly appeared
In the room of a swan
Crying, "Judge, oh Jury
Let Jimmy go clear
For he never should hang
For shooting his dear!
My apron was bound around me
And he took me for a swan
And my poor heart lay a'bleeding
All on the wet, green ground

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:30.31] Come all you young fellows
[00:36.31] That carry a gun
[00:40.68] I'll have you come home
[00:45.61] By the light of the sun
[00:51.15] For Jimmy was hunting
[00:52.86] And hunting alone
[00:59.55] When he shot his true love
[01:01.86] In the room of a swan
[01:08.59] Polly went out in a shower of hail
[01:17.33] She crept to the bushes
[01:20.03] Herself to conceal
[01:28.24] With her apron pulled o'er her
[01:33.29] He took her for a swan
[01:38.24] He aimed, he fired
[01:42.21] And killed his Polly Vaughn
[02:07.93] Then home rushed young Jimmy
[02:09.83] His dog, and his gun
[02:16.68] Crying, "Uncle, dear Uncle
[02:18.88] Oh, what have I done?
[02:24.15] Oh, cursed be the gunsmith
[02:25.89] That made my old gun
[02:32.94] For I shot my true love
[02:35.17] In the room of a swan!"
[02:49.36] Then out rushed bold uncle
[02:53.06] His locks hanging grey
[02:57.04] Crying, "Jimmy dear Jimmy
[03:02.06] Don't you run away
[03:06.34] Don't leave the county
[03:10.61] Till your trials come on
[03:14.27] For they never would hang you
[03:18.28] For shooting a swan."
[03:22.91] The funeral of Polly, it was a brave sight
[03:32.28] Four and twenty young men
[03:34.55] All dressed in white
[03:40.72] They brought her to the graveyard
[03:43.23] Laid her in the grave
[03:49.21] All said, "Goodbye Polly!"
[03:53.77] And went weeping away
[04:15.10] In six weeks time
[04:21.09] The trial was on
[04:25.80] And Polly appeared
[04:30.33] In the room of a swan
[04:36.04] Crying, "Judge, oh Jury
[04:40.38] Let Jimmy go clear
[04:45.15] For he never should hang
[04:49.64] For shooting his dear!
[04:54.30] My apron was bound around me
[04:56.30] And he took me for a swan
[05:02.32] And my poor heart lay a'bleeding
[05:04.59] All on the wet, green ground
[05:12.36]

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