My Horses Ain’t Hungry

My horses ain't hungry
They won’t eat your hay
So fare thee well Polly
I'm going away

Your parents don't like me
They say I’m too poor
They say I'm not worthy
To enter your door

My parents don't like you
Your poor I am told
But it your love I'm wanting
Not silver or gold

Then come with my Polly
We'll ride 'til we come
To some little cabin
We'll call it our home

{?} is pleasure
But parting is grief
And a false hearted lover
Is worse than a thief

A thief will just drop you
And take what you have
But a false hearted lover
Will lеad you to the grave

My horses ain't hungry
Thеy won’t eat your hay
So fare thee well Polly
I’m going away

Your parents don't like me
They say I’m too poor
They say I'm not worthy
To enter your door

My horses ain't hungry
They won't eat your hay
So fare thee well Polly
I’m going away