Sally Free And Easy

Sally, free and easy, That should be her name. Sally, free and easy, That should be her name. Took a sailor's loving For a nursery game. Well, the heart she gave me Wasn't made of stone. No, the heart she gave me Wasn't 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 burial ground. 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 dies of shame. --- Sally Free and Easy - Marianne Faithfull