[instr. verse]
Em Am
All ye brave huntsmen who follow the gun
Em B7
Beware of a-shooting at the setting of the sun
Em Am
For her true love went a-huntin' and he shot in the dark
Em B7 Em
But oh and alas Polly Vaughn was his mark.
G B7
She had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Em B7 Em
Oh and alas - it was she, Polly Vaughn
He ran up beside her when he found it was she
His legs they grew weak and his eyes could not see
He embraced her in his arms when he found she was dead
And a fountain of tears for his true love he shed
Oh, she had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Oh and alas - it was she, Polly Vaughn
He took her in his arms and home ran he
Crying: "Father, dear father, I've shot fair Polly
I've shot that fair female in the bloom of her life
And I always intended to make her my wife
She had her apron wrapped about her and I took her for a swan
Oh and alas - it was she, Polly Vaughn"
Midnight, in his chamber, Polly Vaughn did appear
Crying: "Jimmy oh Jimmy you have nothing to fear
Stay in your country till your trial comes on
you shall not be convicted for what you have done
For I had my apron wrapped about me and you took me for a swan
But oh and alas - it was I, Polly Vaughn"
In the midst of his trial Polly Vaughn did appear
Crying: "Uncle dear Uncle Jimmy Randall must be cleared"
The judge and the lawyers stood around in a row
Polly Vaughn in the middle like a fountain of snow
She had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Oh and alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn
