Johnny Flynn - Sally lyrics
[Johnny Flynn - Sally lyrics]
Snared about her winsome glance and
Mad about the town
Kicking heels has lost it's charm
And every boy's a clown
Leave a trail of dusted boots
And choose a toecap then
Or kiss me here or kick me
There lovers won't 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 were 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 were the road
You were a man (You were a man)
And 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 were the road
You were a man (You were a man)
And I'm alone
And I scorched his fingers in her face
Grubby mitts and a 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
Winsome 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 and you were the road
You were a man (You were a man)
And I'm alone
Mad about the town
Kicking heels has lost it's charm
And every boy's a clown
Leave a trail of dusted boots
And choose a toecap then
Or kiss me here or kick me
There lovers won't 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 were 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 were the road
You were a man (You were a man)
And 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 were the road
You were a man (You were a man)
And I'm alone
And I scorched his fingers in her face
Grubby mitts and a 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
Winsome 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 and you were the road
You were a man (You were a man)
And I'm alone