Misc Traditional – Polly Vaughn (Ukulele)

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I shall tell of a hunter whose life was undone

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By the cruel hand of evil at the setting of the sun

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His arrow was loosed and it flew through the dark,

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And his true love was slain as the sha-aft found it's mark

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She'd her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan

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And it's oh and alas it was she-e, Polly Vaughn

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He ran up beside her and found it was she

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He turned away his head for he could not bear to see

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He lifted her up and found she was dead,

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A fountain of tears for his tru-ue love, he shed.

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For she'd her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan

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And it's oh and alas it was she-e, Polly Vaughn

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He bore her away to his home by the sea

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Cried, "Father, oh father, I murdered poor Polly!

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I've killed my fair love in the flower of her life!

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I had always intended that she-e'd be my wife."

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"But she'd her apron wrapped about her and I took her for a swan

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And it's oh and alas, it was she-e, Polly Vaughn."

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He roamed near the place where his true love was slain

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He wept bitter tears, but his cries were all in vain.

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As he looked on the lake, a swan glided by

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And the sun slowly sank in the gre-ey of the sky.

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She'd her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan

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And it's oh and alas it was she-e, Polly Vaughn

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Well, whe'd her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan

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And it's oh and alas it was she-e, Polly Vaughn