Polly Vaughn : Line

trad irlandais:
I shall tell of a hunter whose life was undone
By the cruel hand of evil at the setting of the sun
His arrow was loosed and it flew thru the dark
And his true love was slain as the shaft found its mark

For she'd her apron wrapped around her
and he took her for a swan
and it's o and alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn