Chords for David Holt Pretty Polly
Tempo:
129.75 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
Dm
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I want to do this song for Deli Norton.
I learned this song from Deli.
She's a 94 year old lady, ballad singer from Sodom, North Carolina.
There's a picture of Deli right there.
And this is a Pretty Polly.
I learned from her.
One of the oldest English ballads.
[G]
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me.
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me.
Before we get married, it's a pleasure to see.
She got up behind him and away they did go.
She got up behind him and away they did go.
Over the hills to the valleys below.
They rode a little piece further and what did she spy?
They rode a little piece further and what did she spy?
A new dove grave with a spade lying by.
Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm afraid of your ways.
Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm afraid of your ways.
Afraid you will lead my poor body astray.
Now Polly, Pretty Polly, you're thinking just right.
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, you're thinking just right.
I dug on your [D] grave the best part of last night.
But there's [G] no time to talk here, there's no time to stand.
There's no time to talk here, there's no time to stand.
[Em] He pulled out his [Dm] knife, all in his right hand.
[G] We stabbed her in the heart and her heart's blood did flow.
[G] He stabbed her in the heart and her heart's blood did [Dm] flow.
[G] And into the grave Pretty Polly did go.
[Dm]
[G]
[D]
Now he threw a little dirt oar and started back towards home.
He threw a little dirt oar and started back towards home.
Leaving no one behind but the wild birds to moan.
[D]
[G]
[N]
I learned this song from Deli.
She's a 94 year old lady, ballad singer from Sodom, North Carolina.
There's a picture of Deli right there.
And this is a Pretty Polly.
I learned from her.
One of the oldest English ballads.
[G]
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me.
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me.
Before we get married, it's a pleasure to see.
She got up behind him and away they did go.
She got up behind him and away they did go.
Over the hills to the valleys below.
They rode a little piece further and what did she spy?
They rode a little piece further and what did she spy?
A new dove grave with a spade lying by.
Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm afraid of your ways.
Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm afraid of your ways.
Afraid you will lead my poor body astray.
Now Polly, Pretty Polly, you're thinking just right.
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, you're thinking just right.
I dug on your [D] grave the best part of last night.
But there's [G] no time to talk here, there's no time to stand.
There's no time to talk here, there's no time to stand.
[Em] He pulled out his [Dm] knife, all in his right hand.
[G] We stabbed her in the heart and her heart's blood did flow.
[G] He stabbed her in the heart and her heart's blood did [Dm] flow.
[G] And into the grave Pretty Polly did go.
[Dm]
[G]
[D]
Now he threw a little dirt oar and started back towards home.
He threw a little dirt oar and started back towards home.
Leaving no one behind but the wild birds to moan.
[D]
[G]
[N]
Key:
G
D
Dm
Em
G
D
Dm
Em
_ _ _ _ _ _ I want to do this song for Deli Norton.
I learned this song from Deli.
She's a 94 year old lady, ballad singer from Sodom, North Carolina.
There's a picture of Deli right there.
And this is a Pretty Polly.
I learned from her.
One of the oldest English ballads. _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me. _ _ _
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me.
Before we get married, it's a pleasure to see.
_ _ She got up behind him and away they did go.
_ She got up behind him and away they did go.
Over the hills to the valleys below. _ _ _
_ They rode a little piece further and what did she spy?
_ _ They rode a little piece further and what did she spy?
A new dove grave with a spade lying by.
_ _ _ Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm afraid of your ways.
_ _ Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm afraid of your ways.
Afraid you will lead my poor body astray.
_ _ _ Now Polly, Pretty Polly, you're thinking just right. _
_ Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, you're thinking just right.
I dug on your [D] grave the best part of last night.
But there's [G] no time to talk here, there's no time to stand.
There's no time to talk here, there's no time to stand.
[Em] He pulled out his [Dm] knife, all in his right hand.
[G] We stabbed her in the heart and her heart's blood did flow. _ _ _ _
_ [G] He stabbed her in the heart and her heart's blood did [Dm] flow. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ And into the grave Pretty Polly did go. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Now he threw a little dirt oar and started back towards home.
_ _ He threw a little dirt oar and started back towards home.
_ Leaving no one behind but the wild birds to _ moan. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
I learned this song from Deli.
She's a 94 year old lady, ballad singer from Sodom, North Carolina.
There's a picture of Deli right there.
And this is a Pretty Polly.
I learned from her.
One of the oldest English ballads. _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me. _ _ _
Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, come go along with me.
Before we get married, it's a pleasure to see.
_ _ She got up behind him and away they did go.
_ She got up behind him and away they did go.
Over the hills to the valleys below. _ _ _
_ They rode a little piece further and what did she spy?
_ _ They rode a little piece further and what did she spy?
A new dove grave with a spade lying by.
_ _ _ Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm afraid of your ways.
_ _ Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm afraid of your ways.
Afraid you will lead my poor body astray.
_ _ _ Now Polly, Pretty Polly, you're thinking just right. _
_ Oh Polly, Pretty Polly, you're thinking just right.
I dug on your [D] grave the best part of last night.
But there's [G] no time to talk here, there's no time to stand.
There's no time to talk here, there's no time to stand.
[Em] He pulled out his [Dm] knife, all in his right hand.
[G] We stabbed her in the heart and her heart's blood did flow. _ _ _ _
_ [G] He stabbed her in the heart and her heart's blood did [Dm] flow. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ And into the grave Pretty Polly did go. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Now he threw a little dirt oar and started back towards home.
_ _ He threw a little dirt oar and started back towards home.
_ Leaving no one behind but the wild birds to _ moan. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _