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Oh Sally, my dear, it's you I'd be kissing
Oh Sally, my dear, it's you I'd be kissing
She smiled and replied, you don't know what you're missing.
Oh Sally, my dear, I wish I could wed you,
Oh Sally, my dear, I wish I could bed you,
She smiled and replied, then you'd say I'd misled you.
If all you young men were hares on the mountain,
If all you young men were hares on the mountain,
How many young girls would take guns and go hunting?
If all you young men sung like blackbirds and thrushes,
If all you young men sung like blackbirds and thrushes,
How many young girls would go shaking the bushes?
If all you young men were fish in the water
If all you young men were fish in the water
How many young girls would undress and dive under?
But the young men are given to frisking and fooling,
Young men are given to frisking and fooling,
I'll leave them alone and attend to my schooling