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• Artiste: Johnny Flynn
• Titre: Sally
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Snared about her winsome glance And mad about the town Kicking heels has lost its charm and every boy's a clown Leave a trail of dusted boots and choose a toe cap then Or kiss me here or kick me there Lovers wont be friends 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 were a man (You were a man) And I'm alone 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 scorched his fingers in her face Scrubby mitts, saving grace Coughed a liver Winked to die Why don't you lie? 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