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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