Pretty Polly

Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, it's I've come a woo-ing
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, it's I've come a woo-ing
She said creep and crawl through that window then and let's get doing
And lay your leg over me, over me do!

Oh me britches is tight and I cannot undo 'em
Oh me britches is tight and I cannot undo 'em
There's a knife by that window there, love take it to 'em
And lay your leg over me, over me, do!

Well, the knife it was got and the britches cut asunder
The knife it was got and the britches cut asunder
And then they went to it like lightning and thunder
Crying, lay your leg over me, over me, do!

About forty week's later a fine baby cam' bawlin'
About forty week's later a fine baby cam' bawlin'
But she never regretted that creeping and crawling
Crying, lay your leg over me, over me, do!