So, come all ye hunters
Who follow the gun
Beware of your shooting at the setting of the sun
For Polly's own true love, he
Shot in the dark
But 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 Vaughn

He ran up beside her and saw that it was she
Cried, “Polly, oh Polly, have I killed thee"
He lifted up her head and saw that she was dead
And a fountain of tears for his true love he shed

For she'd her apron wrapped about hеr and he took her for a swan
Oh, and alas it was
She, Polly Vaughn

In thе middle of the night Polly Vaughn did appear
Cried, “Jimmy, oh Jimmy, you must have no fear;
Just tell them you were hunting when your trial day has come
And you won't be convicted for what you have done."

“For I’d my apron wrapped about me and you took me for a swan
Oh, and alas it was
Me, Polly Vaughn.”

In the middle of the trial Polly Vaughn did appear
Crying, "Honour, your Honour, Jimmy Randall must go free,”
The lawyers and the judges stood around in a row
In the middle, Polly Vaughn like some fountain of snow

For she'd her apron wrapped about her and they took her for a swan
Oh and alas it was
She, Polly Vaughn
Oh and alas it was
She, Polly Vaughn