Sally, free and easy,
That should be her name.
Sally, free and easy,
That should be her name.
Took a sailor's lovin'
For a nursery game.
Oh, the heart she gave him
Was not made of stone.
Oh, the heart she gave him
Was not made of stone.
It was sweet and hollow
Like a honeycomb.
Think I'll wait till sunset,
See the ensign down.
Think I'll wait till sunset,
See the ensign down.
Then I'll take the tideway,
To my buryin' groun'
Sally, free and easy,
That should be her name.
Sally, free and easy,
That should be her name.
When my body's landed
Hope she'll die o' shame.

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