Capo on the 2nd Fret Em G Am Em ?Oh Polly love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun, G C G D Em And we must go a-marching to the beating of the drum. G C G D Em Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me; Em G Em Am Em I'll take you to the cruel war in High Germany.? Em G Am Em ?Oh Willy love, oh Willy, come list what I do say, G C G D Em My feet they are so tender, I cannot march away. G C G D Em And besides, my dearest Willy, I am with child by thee, Em G Em Am Em Not fitted for the cruel war in High Germany.? Em G Am Em ?I'll buy for you a horse, my love, and on it you shall ride G C G D Em And all my delight shall be a-riding by your side. G C G D Em We'll stop at every alehouse and drink when we are dry, Em G Em Am Em We'll be true to one another, get married by and by.? Em G Am Em Oh, cursed be them cruel wars that ever they should rise G C G D Em And out of Merry England press many a man likewise. G C G D Em They pressed my true love from me, likewise my brothers three, Em G Em Am Em And sent them to the cruel wars in High Germany. Em G Am Em No, my friends I do not value nor my foes I do not fear, G C G D Em Now my love has left me I wander far and near. G C G D Em And when my baby it is born and a-smiling on my knee Em G Em Am Em I'll think on lovely Willy in High Germany. Em G Am Em ?Oh Polly love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun, G C G D Em And we must go a-marching to the beating of the drum. G C G D Em Go dress yourself all in your best and come along with me; Em G Em Am Em I'll take you to the cruel war in High Germany.?
