Pretty Polly
Bob Dylan Lyrics


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Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm scared of your ways.
Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm scared of your ways.
I'm scared you will lead my poor body astray.

Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, you guessed just about right.
Well Polly, Pretty Polly, you guessed just about right.
For I dug on your grave the best part of last night.
She through her arms around him and she began to cry.
She through her arms around him and she began to cry.
I can't kill a woman that loves you such as I.

There's no time to talk now, there's no time to stand.
There's no time to talk now, there's no time to stand.
He drew out his dagger all in his right hand.

He pierced her in the heart and her lifeblood did run.
He pierced her in the heart the lifeblood did flow.
Deep in her grave Pretty Polly did go.

He threw the dirt around her and then he went home,
He threw the dirt around her and then he went home,
With nobody there but the wild birds to moan.

A debt to the devil Willie must pay.
A debt to the devil Willie must pay
For killing Pretty Polly and running away.

Oh where is Pretty Polly? Yonder she stands.
Oh where is Pretty Polly? Yonder she stands.




The rings on the fingers of her lilywhite hand.
The rings on the fingers of her lilywhite hand.

Overall Meaning

The song Pretty Polly tells the story of a man named Willie who is smitten with a young woman named Polly. However, Polly is afraid of Willie's wild and dangerous ways. Willie admits to having recently been up to something suspicious and reveals that he has dug a grave for Polly. Despite this, Polly still loves Willie and pleads with him not to harm her. Willie, however, draws a dagger and kills her, burying her in the grave he has prepared. In the end, Willie must face the consequences of his actions and pay a debt to the devil for his sin.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh Willie, oh Willie, I'm scared of your ways.
Polly is afraid of Willie and his intentions.


Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, you guessed just about right.
Willie confirms that Polly is right in assuming he is a killer.


She through her arms around him and she began to cry.
Polly tries to appeal to Willie's emotions in hopes of sparing her own life.


There's no time to talk now, there's no time to stand.
Willie is ready to take action and lure Polly to her death.


He pierced her in the heart and her lifeblood did run.
Willie murders Polly by stabbing her in the heart causing her to bleed out.


He threw the dirt around her and then he went home,
Willie buries Polly and leaves her alone in the wilderness.


A debt to the devil Willie must pay.
Willie is held accountable for his evil actions.


Oh where is Pretty Polly? Yonder she stands.
The artist is observing from afar and sees Polly's lifeless body.


The rings on the fingers of her lilywhite hand.
Evidence of Polly's innocence and lack of wrongdoing are found on her remains.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@adolfryan1930

Lyrics: I used to be a rambler, I stayed around this town
I used to be a rambler, I stayed around in town
I courted Pretty Polly and the beauty has never been found

(break)
Oh where is Pretty Polly, oh yonder she stands
Oh where is Pretty Polly, oh yonder she stands
With rings on her fingers and lily-white hands
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly come take a walk with me
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly come take a walk with me
When we get married some pleasure to see

(break)
He led her over hills and valleys so deep
He led her over hills and valleys so deep
At last Pretty Polly, she began to weep
Oh Willie oh Willie I'm 'fraid of your way
Willie oh Willie I'm 'fraid of your way
Inclined to ramble and lead me astray

(break)
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly you guessin' about right
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly you guessin' about right
I dug on your grave two-thirds of last night
They went on a piece farther and what did they spy?
Went on up (?) farther and what did they spy?
A new-dug grave and a spade lying by


(break)
She threw her arms around him and began for to weep
She threw her arms around him and began for to weep
At last Pretty Polly, she fell asleep
He threw the dirt over her, and turned away to go
Threw the dirt over her, and turned away to go
Down to the river where the deep water flow



All comments from YouTube:

@evansgate

love his humble "some people don't like the way I play but you can't expect everyone to like it". if only every musician had this perspective, Dock Boggs played in that style because he liked it, simple as that

@Conbonicle

I like his style the best

@emilbecker8970

Doc boggs playing is so haunting and deep. My favourite style of picking there is

@davidthedustyhampton690

I'm so glad we live in a time we can see video of people who made records in the 20s such as Doc Boggs and Clarence Ashley, even though it wasn't until the folk revival of the 60s the fact that we have videos such as these is nothing short of a miracle of history

@craiglammers7177

Though there's video of Jimmie Rodgers from 1931

@BlueGrassPeteF

After listening to Dock's 78s for years, it is delightful to be able to see him! His music has been a big influence on me. Thanks to Alan Lomax for filming Dock, and to Mike Seeger for all his recording work with him,

@timthetoolpoolberg4913

His voice is hypnotic.

@thomsmith9394

Absolutely mind blow to actually see him play this. Can’t believe I’ve never seen this footage before.

@TheFolkRevivalProject

This song is over 300 years old, and probably describes true events that took place in England.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pretty_Polly_(ballad)

@justforever96

Most old ballads are based on real events aren't they?

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