Johnny Flynn - Sally

D
snared about her winsome glance
A D
and mad about the town
D Bm A
kicking heels has lost its charm and every boy’s a clown
G Bm A
leave a trail of dusted boots and choose a toe cap then
D
or kiss me here or kick me there
A D
lovers wont be friends

Bm
i’m a plough and you’re a furrow
A
i’m a fox and you’re a burrow
D
i’m a weed and you are the road
A
you were a man ( you were a man )
D
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 are the road
you’re a man ( you were a man )
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 are the road
you’re a man ( you were a man )
i’m alone
D G
and i scorched his fingers in her face
D G
scrubby mitts , saving grace
D
coughed a liver
G
winked to die
Bm A
why don’t you lie?

several gloves and half – cocked eyes
bring nature to their deviled lives
win some 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 , you are the road
you’re a man ( you were a man )
alone