Polly on the Shore

Lester Simpson   Voice Publishing

She was used she was abused she never

knew she was a victim

A drunken father’s pleasure before she was half grown

Her Ma ignored and she endured until one night in anger

She broke the bottle on his head and launched out on her own

 

So you can think that she's your Polly on the shore

She'll be your mother or your sister or your whore

She'll be waving 'til you're safely out of view

Then she's looking for another sailor gullible as you

 

She headed down to Sailortown began her education

But Polly knew the only way to win was fighting back

She learned the ropes, fleeced the dopes and dreamed above her station

And she kept half of everything she ever stole from Jack

 

When the crimp said her Ma was dead she wished she could have cried

As rumours of a drunken murder spread to Sailortown

But Pa went free with drunken glee so Polly had him shanghai’d

He woke up on a hellship Yokohama bound

 

Now Polly dines on finest wines she is quite the lady

And she owns almost everything in dirty Sallortown

And Polly hires and Polly fires and Polly says what may be

Oh but maybe Polly can’t forgot enough to settle down

 

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