Pretty Polly - Shovels & Rope

Polly was a girl not yet sixteen

I met her by the lake in the fall

Our love unfurled like a warm, sick dream

It’s a shame I had to go and waste it all

When we were together everything was alright

We shared everything we could share

Easy like a feather 'til that one midnight

When she hit me with that undermined spell and I couldn’t let her go

For the challenge she would bear

My eyes were turning into rope

I couldn’t let her go

I couldn’t let her stay

I buried pretty Polly in a poor, pathetic grave

Now she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, laid

Oh, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, laid

Stranded in the deadly parking lot

No gas, no money, no law

Promised to a promise that I wouldn’t get caught

But the dark star handed me a gun and I couldn’t let her go

All the beauty up above I could never control

I couldn’t let her go

I couldn’t let her go

I couldn’t let her stay

I pressed pretty Polly in a poor, pathetic grave

Now she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, laid

Oh, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, laid

I couldn’t let her go

I couldn’t let her stay

I ran like hell

I ran away

I ran like hell

From the hell that I made

From the mouth of our beds

From the mouth of the bed

Poor pretty Polly

The roof and the prayin'

Now she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, laid

Oh, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, laid

She laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid

She laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid

She laid, she laid, she laid, she laid, she laid