Sally

Snared about her winsome glance

And mad about the town

Kicking heels has lost its charm and every boy's a clown

Leave a trail of dusted boots and choose a toe cap then

Or kiss me here or kick me there

Lovers wont be friends

I'm a plough and you're a furrow

I'm a fox and you're a burrow

I'm a weed and you are the road

You were a man (You were a man)

And I'm alone

Sally was a daisy chain

And Sally was a rock

Sally let her hair hang low

And Sally wore a frock

Someone saw a local boy crawl along the shore

Well, must be someone's son they thought and should've thought some more

I'm a plough and you're a furrow

I'm a fox and you're a burrow

I'm a weed and you are the road

You're a man (You were a man)

I'm alone

Sally saw the boy come near

Right beneath the sun

Breathing hard and cockle proud

And Sally's heart was won

Not a boy she knew at first,

Not a face she'd seen

Or whispered through her ready lips

"I'll be the best I've been"

I'm a plough and you're a furrow

I'm a fox and you're a burrow

I'm a weed and you are the road

You're a man (You were a man)

I'm alone

And I scorched his fingers in her face

Scrubby mitts, saving grace

Coughed a liver

Winked to die

Why don't you lie?

Several gloves and half-cocked eyes

Bring nature to their deviled lives

Win some misses wanting lads

Aging in their passing fads

Leave a trail of dusted boots

And choose a toe cap then

Kiss me here or kick me there

And lovers might be friends

I'm a plough and you're a furrow

I'm a fox and you're a burrow

I'm a weed, you are the road

You're a man (You were a man)

Alone