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
Though the heart she gave me
Was not made of stone
Was not made of stone
It was sweet and hollow
Like a honey comb
Think I'll wait till sunset
See the ensign down
See the ensign down
Then I'll take the tideway
To my burying ground
Sally, free and easy
That should be her name
That should be her name
When my body's landed
Hope she dies of shame