Sally in our Alley

Hey people, this is one of my fav. Poems. Hope you like it as well!

Of all the girls that are so smart

There’s non like pretty sally,

She is the darling of my heart,

And she lives in out alley.

There is no lady in the land

Is half so sweet as sally,

She is the darling of my heart,

And she lives in our alley

He father he makes cabbage – nets

And through the streets does cry’em

Her mother she sells laces long

To such as please to buy them:

But sure such folks could ne’er beget

So sweet a girl as sally!

She is the darling of my heart,

And she lives in out alley.

When she is by, I leave my work,

I love her so sincerely,

My mastes comes like any turk,

And bangs me most severely –

Ut let him bang his bellyful,

Ill bear it all for sally,

She is the darling of my heart,

And she lives in out alley.

Of all the days that’s in the week

I dearly love but one day-

And that’s the day that comes betwixt

A Saturday and Monday;

For then I m dressed all in the best

Towalk abroad with sally

She is the darling of my heart

And she lives in our alley.

My master carried me to church,

And often am I blamed

Because I leave him in the lurch

As soon as text is named;

I leave the church in sermon – time

And slink away to sally

She is darling of my heart

And she lives in my alley

When Christmas comes about again

O then shall I have money;

Ill hoard it up, and box It all

Ill give it to my honey;

I would it were ten thousand pounds,

I’d give it to sally;

She is the darling or my heart

And she lives in our alley

My master and the neightbours all

Make game of me and sally,

And, but for her, I’d better be

A slave and row a galley;

But when my seven long years are out

O then ill marry sally-

O then we’ll wed, and then we’ll bed,

But not in out alley

- H Carey.