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
But the heart she gave me was not made of stone
No, the heart she gave me was not 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 burying ground
Sally free and easy, that should be her name
Sally free and easy, that should be her name
When my body's landed, I hope she dies of shame