Handsome Polly-O Songtext

Oh a regiment of soldiers came to Mohill-O, A regiment of soldiers came to Mohill-O, When the captain on parade He fell in love with a lady's maid. And the name that she was called was handsome Polly-O. ?Will you list in the army, handsome Polly-O? Will you list in the army handsome Polly-O? Ah, you'll get a horse to ride And your rifle by your side And a whole band of music going afore ye-O.? ?Didn't I give you your answer long, long ago? Didn't I give you your answer long, long ago? That I ne'er intend to roam Into any foreign shore Nor to marry a poor soldier in the army-O.? Now when she come in presence of the captain-O, And she come in presence of the captain-O, Ah, she made him there to stand With his cap and gun in hand And she laughed him to scorn to his soldiers-O. The regiment got the rout into Ivy-O, The regiment got the rout into Ivy-O, And the captain he fell sick, And he died all in a week, And it was all for the love of handsome Polly-O And all for the love of handsome Polly-O. Ah, the captain he fell sick, And he died all in a week, And it was all for the love of handsome Polly-O. The soldiers went to mourn for the captain-O, The soldiers went to mourn for the captain-O. For if Polly wouldn't do, They would get another view; For there were far better girls out in Ivy-O.