(Cyril Tawney)
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
Oh the heart she gave me was not made of stone
Oh the heart she gave me was not made of stone
It was sweet and hollow like a honey comb
Think I'll wait till sunset, watch the ensign down
Think I'll wait till sunset, watch the ensign down
Then I'll take the tide wale 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 lifted think she'll die of shame
Sally free and easy
(as sung by The McCalmans)