Sally, free and easy
That should be her name
Sally, free and easy
That should be her name
Used a sailor's loving
For a nursery game
Learns the heart she gave him
Was not made of stone
Learns the heart she gave him
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
Hope she'll die of shame
Sally Free And Easy was written by Cyril Tawney.