When Sally came to stay They said “Boy, she’s gonna leave” They knew I’d been in sway You see, to girls who oft deceive But that’s not an option For sweet Miss Sally and me I’ve a few precautions Should her heart get a mind to flee Cords will bind her ankles A frown will adorn her lips Her hair all in tangles As bruises decorate her hips If ever she should dream Of a life beyond my sight I’ll show her what I mean About a love that’s worth the fight
