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Polly, pretty polly, come go along with me

Before we get married some pleasure to see

She got up behind him and away they did ride

Over the hills and the Valleys so wide

They rode a little further and what did they spy

But a new-dug grave with a spade lying by

»Pretty Polly«, nach: Sandy Denny