Lyrics
Sweet Polly Plunkett lay in the grass
Turned her eyes heavenward, sighing
"I am a lass who alas loves a lad
Who alas has a lass in Canterbury
'Tis a row dow diddle dow day
'Tis a row dow diddle dow dee"
Sweet Polly Plunkett saw her life pass
Flow down the city road, crying
"Oh, I am a lass who alas loves a lad
Who alas has a lass loves another lad
Who once I had
In Canterbury
'Tis a row dow diddle dow day
'Tis a row dow diddle dow dee"
Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
Turned her eyes heavenward, sighing
"I am a lass who alas loves a lad
Who alas has a lass in Canterbury
'Tis a row dow diddle dow day
'Tis a row dow diddle dow dee"
Sweet Polly Plunkett saw her life pass
Flow down the city road, crying
"Oh, I am a lass who alas loves a lad
Who alas has a lass loves another lad
Who once I had
In Canterbury
'Tis a row dow diddle dow day
'Tis a row dow diddle dow dee"
Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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