Something rich and strange...

Polly Vaughn
I shall tell of a hunter whose life was undone
By the cruel hand of evil at the setting of the sun
His arrow was loosed and it flew thru the dark
And his true love was slain as the shaft found its mark

For she'd her apron wrapped around her
and he took her for a swan
and it's o and alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn
He ran up beside her and found it was she
He turned away his head for he could not bear to see
He lifted her up and found she was dead
A fountain of tears for his true love he shed

He bore her away to his home by the sea
Crying Father, o Father, I've murdered poor Polly
I've killed my fair love in the flower of her life
I'd always intended that she'd be my wife

He roamed near the place where his true love was slain
He wept bitter tears, but his tears were all in vain
As he looked on the lake, a swan glided by
And the sun slowly sank in the grey of the sky

Polly Von
I shall tell of a hunter
Whose life was undone
By the cruel hand of evil
At the setting of the sun
His arrow was loosed
And it flew through the dark
And his true love was slain
When the shaft found its mark

I ran up beside her
And found it was she
I turned away my head
For I could not bear to see
I lifted her up
And found she was dead
A fountain of tears for
My true love I shed

But she'd an apron
Wrapped about her
And I took her for a swan
And it sore and alas
It was she
Polly Von

I bore her away
To my home by the sea
Cryin' father oh father
I have murdered poor Polly
I have killed my true love
I the flower of her life
And I'd always intended
That she, she be my wife

But she'd an apron
Wrapped about her
And I took her for a swan
And it sore and alas
It was she
Polly Von

Molly Bawn (Polly Vaughn 2)
Come all ye brave heroes who handle a gun
Beware of night ramblin' by the setting of the sun.

And be aware of an accident that happened of late
To young Molly Bawn and sad was her fate.

She was going to her uncle's when a shower came on
She went 'neath a green bush the shower to shun.

With her apron 'round her he took her for a swan
It's a sob and a sigh it was Oh! Oh! Molly Bawn.

He quickly ran to her and saw that she was dead
And it's many's a salt tear on her bosom he shed

He went home to his father with his gun in his hand
Crying father, dear father, I have shot Molly Bawn.
I have shot that young colleen I have taken the life
Of the one I intended to take for my wife.

Oh Johnny, young Johnny, do not run away
Don't you leave your own country till your trial day.

Don't you leave your own country till your trial comes on
For you'll never be convicted for the loss of a swan.

The night before Molly's funeral her ghost it did appear
Saying mother, dear mother, young Johnny he's clear.

I was going to my uncle when a shower came on
But tell him he's forgiven by his own Molly Bawn.

The girls in this country they are all very glad
Since the pride of Glen Allen, Molly Bawn is now dead.

The girls in this country stand them all in a row
Molly Bawn would shine above them like a mountain of snow.

Polly Vaughn (3)
So come all you young sportsman, that carry a gun
I will have you go home by the light of the sun,
For young Jimmy was a-fowling, was a-fowling alone.
When he shot his own true-love in the room of a swan.

So the first he went to her and found it was she,
He was shaking and trembling, his eyes scarce could see,
"So now you are dead, love, and your sorrows are o'er;
Fare thee well my dear Polly, l shall see you no more."

Then home went young Jimmy with his dog and his gun,
Saying: "Uncle, dear uncle, have you heard what I've done ?
Cursed be this old gunsmith that made me this gun
For I've shot my own true-love in the room of a swan."

Then out come bold uncle with his locks hanging grey,
Saying "Jimmy, dear Jimmy, don't you run away.
Don't you leave your own counterie till the trial comes on,
For you ne'er shall be hanged for the crime you has done."

So the trial came on and pretty Polly appear,
Saying : "Uncle, dear uncle let Jimmy go clear,
For my apron was wrapped round me when he took me for a swan,
And his poor heart lay bleeding for Polly his own."

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