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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
My horses ain’t hungry,
They won’t eat your hay.
So fare-thee-well Polly,
I’m going away.
Your parents don't like me
They say I'm too poor
They say I'm not worthy
to enter your door
[Verse 2]
My parents don't like you
You're poor, I am told
But it's your love i'm wanting
Not silver or gold
Then come with me, Polly,
We'll ride till we come
To some little cabin
We'll call it our home
[Verse 3]
Though sparkin' is pleasure
But partin' is grief
And a false-hearted lover
Is worse then a thief
A thief will just rob you
And take what you have
But a false-hearted lover
Will lead you to the grave
[Verse 4]
My horses ain’t hungry,
They won’t eat your hay.
So fare-thee-well Polly,
I’m going away.
Your parents don't like me
They say I'm too poor
They say I'm not worthy
to enter your door
[Outro]
My horses ain’t hungry,
They won’t eat your hay.
N.C.
So fare-thee-well Polly
N.C.
I’m going a--way (going away)