Going to sea

“Sailing ship” photographed by Sanford Ross Bender near Gloucester, Massachusetts on August 22, 2024 .
“Going to sea” composed and performed with two guitars by Sanford Ross Bender on March 10, 2026.

William and Polly*

Sweet William went to Polly,

To give her to understand,

That he had to go and leave her,

To go to a foreign land.

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O stay at home, Sweet William,

O stay at home, said she,

O stay at home, Sweet William,

And do not go to sea.

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My king doth give command, my love,

And I am bound to go;

And if it were to save my life,

I dare not answer No.

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My yellow hair I wll cut off,

Men’s clothing I’ll put on;

Like a true and faithful servant,

It’s you I’ll wait upon.

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The men do lie a-bleeding there,

The bullets swiftly fly,

And the silver trumpets a-sounding,

To drown the dismal cry.

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O tell me not of danger,

For God will be my guide;

And I value not no danger,

When William’s by my side.

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O Polly, dearest Polly,

These words have gained my heart,

And we will have a wedding,

Before we ever part.

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This couple they got married,

And William’s gone to sea,

And Polly she’s a waiting,

All in their own country.

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*“William and Polly” text from book titled “80 Appalachian Folk Songs” collected by Cecil Sharp & Maud Karpeles, 1968. Chord progression transposed and loosely based on guitar accompaniment notation.

Tiny Drops of Rain

” Raindrops and Red Berries”” photographed by Sanford Ross Bender in Bucks County, Pennsylvania on November 22, 2025.
“Tiny Drops of Rain” (verses sung from the traditional ballad, “Green Grave, or the Restless Dead”, arranged and performed with vocals, guitar, and banjo by Sanford Ross Bender on November 21, 2025.

The Green Grave, or The Restless Dead*

The wind across the graveyard blew

With tiny drops of rain,

“I never had but one true love,

And she in the grave, one year hath lain,

And she in the grave hath lain.”

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He sat and grieved upon her grave

As many lovers may,

He sat and grieved and made a moan

A twelvemonth and a day,

A twelvemonth and a day.

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And when the grieving time was past,

The maiden’s ghost did say,

“Who sits a-weeping on my grave

A twelvemonth and a day,

A twelvemonth and a day?”

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“My lips are cold as coldest clay,

My breath is earthy strong,

Now you have kissed me once again,

Your days will not be long,

Your days will not be long.”

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*Traditional ballad compiled by John Jacob Niles (Niles No. 32 C).

Nectar Procession

“Tulips in bloom” photographed by Sanford Ross Bender on April 20, 2024.
“Nectar procession” composed and performed with guitar and mandolin by Sanford Ross Bender on April 27, 2024.