

Note: The music is now presented in its original longer duration . SRB

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Note: The music is now presented in its original longer duration . SRB

Slip out through the window,
Shift your unsettled mind,
Lift up your aching limbs,
Leave what holds you down behind.
Fragrant woods are beckoning,
Singing their soulful sound,
Dance beneath the gables,
As planet moons spin around.
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William and Polly*
Sweet William went to Polly,
To give her to understand,
That he had to go and leave her,
To go to a foreign land.
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O stay at home, Sweet William,
O stay at home, said she,
O stay at home, Sweet William,
And do not go to sea.
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My king doth give command, my love,
And I am bound to go;
And if it were to save my life,
I dare not answer No.
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My yellow hair I wll cut off,
Men’s clothing I’ll put on;
Like a true and faithful servant,
It’s you I’ll wait upon.
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The men do lie a-bleeding there,
The bullets swiftly fly,
And the silver trumpets a-sounding,
To drown the dismal cry.
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O tell me not of danger,
For God will be my guide;
And I value not no danger,
When William’s by my side.
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O Polly, dearest Polly,
These words have gained my heart,
And we will have a wedding,
Before we ever part.
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This couple they got married,
And William’s gone to sea,
And Polly she’s a waiting,
All in their own country.
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*“William and Polly” text from book titled “80 Appalachian Folk Songs” collected by Cecil Sharp & Maud Karpeles, 1968. Chord progression transposed and loosely based on guitar accompaniment notation.