Sally

[D]Snared about her winsome glance
And m[A]ad about the t[D]own
Kic[D]king heels has lost its charm and ev[Bm]ery boy's a cl[A]own
Lea[G]ve a trail of dusted boots and ch[Bm]oose a toe cap th[A]en
Or ki[D]ss me here or kick me there
Lovers[A] wont be fri[D]ends

I[Bm]'m a plough and you're a furrow
I[A]'m a fox and you're a burrow
I[D]'m a weed and you are the road
Y[A]ou were a man (You were a man)
And I'm al[D]one

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 sc[D]orched his fingers i[G]n her face
Sc[D]rubby mitts, sa[G]ving grace
Cou[D]ghed a liver
Wi[G]nked to die
Why[Bm] don't you li[A]e?

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