8″x18″
pencil and watercolor on bristol board
The lyics to this old song ( as best-sung, I think, by Mary Chapin Carpenter on the album “Heritage” produced by Darol Anger for Island Records….google this great album) are:
“Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, would you take me unkind
Polly, Pretty Polly, would you take me unkind
Let me set beside you and tell you my mind
Well my mind is to marry and never to part
My mind is to marry and never to part
The first time I saw you it wounded my heart
Oh Polly Pretty Polly come go along with me
Polly Pretty Polly come go along with me
Before we get married some pleasures to see
Oh he led her cross mountains and the valleys so deep
He led her over hills and those valleys so deep
Pretty Polly mistrusted and then began to weep
Oh Willie, Little Willie, I’m afraid of your ways
Willie, Little Willie, I’m afraid of your ways
The way you’ve been rambling, you’ll lead me astray
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about right
Polly, Pretty Polly, your guess is about right
I dug on your grave the biggest part of last night
Oh she knelt down before him a’pleading for her life
She knelt down before him a’pleading for her life
Oh, Let me be a single girl if I can’t be your wife
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly that never can be
Polly, Pretty Polly that never can be
Your past recitation’s been trouble to me
He opened up her busom, as white as any snow.
He opened up her busom, as white as any snow.
He stabbed her through the heart,
and the blood did overflow.
He went down to the jailhouse and what did he say?
He went down to the jailhouse and what did he say ?
I’ve killed Pretty Polly and tried to get away….
