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 as the shaft found its mark
 She'd her apron wrapped about her, and he took her for a swan
 And it's, oh, and alas it was she, Polly Von
 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
 She'd her apron wrapped about her, and he took her for a swan
 And it's, oh, and alas it was she, Polly Von
 He bore her away to his home by the sea
 Cryin', "Father, oh, father, I murdered poor Polly
 I've killed my fair love in the flower of her life
 And I always intended that she be my wife"
 "But she'd her apron wrapped about her, and I took her for a swan
 And it's oh, and alas it was she, Polly Von"
 
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 He roamed near the place where his true love was slain
 He wept bitter tears, but his cries were all in vain
 As he looked on the lake, a swan glided by
 And the sun slowly sank in the gray of the sky
 
 She'd her apron wrapped about her, and he took her for a swan
 And it's, oh, and alas it was she, Polly Von