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Now come all ye hunters who follow the gunBeware of your shooting at the setting of the sunFor Polly's own true love he shot in the darkBut oh and alas Polly Vaughn was his mark. For she'd her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan Oh and alas it was she Polly VaughnHe ran up beside her and saw that it was sheCried "Polly oh Polly have I killed thee"He lifted up her head and saw that she was deadAnd a fountain of tears for his true love he shed.In the middle of the night Polly Vaughn did appearCried "Jimmy oh Jimmy you must have no fear;Just tell them you were hunting when your trial day has comeAnd you won't be convicted for what you have done."In the middle of the trial Polly Vaughn did appearCrying "Uncle oh Uncle Jimmy Randall must go clear"The lawyers and the judges stood around in a rowIn the middle Polly Vaughn like some fountian of snowFor she'd her apron wrapped about her and they took her for a swanOh and alas it was she Polly VaughnOh and alas it was she Polly Vaughn From Letras Mania