| Song | Melancholy Polly |
| Artist | Allison Moorer |
| Album | The Duel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Moorer, Primm | |
| Melancholy Polly spills her guts on stage | |
| She can't get her jollies any other way | |
| Safe inside the music and the melody | |
| Polly gets to lose it and no one can see | |
| She is not a starlet with a red guitar | |
| Just an easy target for a broken heart | |
| Peddling her story up there all alone | |
| Is another allegory carved in stone | |
| She would ransom her fate | |
| If she had some escape | |
| But her words are a curse | |
| Every rhyme every line and verse | |
| In front of the footlights Polly takes a bow | |
| Waves and says her goodnight to the drunken crowd | |
| When the house is clapping she knows what it means | |
| Her life only happens for a song to sing |
| zuo ci : Moorer, Primm | |
| Melancholy Polly spills her guts on stage | |
| She can' t get her jollies any other way | |
| Safe inside the music and the melody | |
| Polly gets to lose it and no one can see | |
| She is not a starlet with a red guitar | |
| Just an easy target for a broken heart | |
| Peddling her story up there all alone | |
| Is another allegory carved in stone | |
| She would ransom her fate | |
| If she had some escape | |
| But her words are a curse | |
| Every rhyme every line and verse | |
| In front of the footlights Polly takes a bow | |
| Waves and says her goodnight to the drunken crowd | |
| When the house is clapping she knows what it means | |
| Her life only happens for a song to sing |
| zuò cí : Moorer, Primm | |
| Melancholy Polly spills her guts on stage | |
| She can' t get her jollies any other way | |
| Safe inside the music and the melody | |
| Polly gets to lose it and no one can see | |
| She is not a starlet with a red guitar | |
| Just an easy target for a broken heart | |
| Peddling her story up there all alone | |
| Is another allegory carved in stone | |
| She would ransom her fate | |
| If she had some escape | |
| But her words are a curse | |
| Every rhyme every line and verse | |
| In front of the footlights Polly takes a bow | |
| Waves and says her goodnight to the drunken crowd | |
| When the house is clapping she knows what it means | |
| Her life only happens for a song to sing |