Polly Vaughan Lyrics & Chords By Shirley Collins

come all you young fellows that handle a gun beware you shoot as the nights drawing on young jimmy met his true love mistook her for a swan and he shot her and killed her by...read more

One midsummer's evening, the sun being gone down, Young Polly went walking by the side of a pond. She sat under the shady trees, the showers for to shun, With her apron wrapped...read more