Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sally, artist - Johnny Flynn. Album song A Larum, in the genre Музыка мираDate of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: Mercury
Song language: English
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 toecap then |
| Or kiss me here or kick me there; |
| lovers won’t 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 were a man (You were a man) |
| And 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 were a man (You were a man) |
| And I’m alone… |
| And I scorched his fingers in her face; |
| grubby 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 |
| Winsome 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 and you are the road; |
| you were a man (You were a man) |
| And I’m alone… |