Sally in Our Alley
(Henry Carey)

Of all the girls that are so smart
There's none like pretty Sally;
She is the darling of my heart
And lives in our alley.
There's ne'er a lady in the land
Is half so sweet as Sally,
She is the darling of my heart
And lives in our alley.

Of all the days within the week
I dearly love but one day
And that's the day that comes betwixt
A Saturday and Monday.
O, then I'm dressed in all my best
To walk abroad with Sally
She is the darling of my heart
And lives in our alley

When Christmas comes about again
O, then I shall have money
I'll save it up, and box and all
I'll give unto my honey.
And when my sev'n long years are out
O, then I'll marry Sally
And then how happily we'll live
But not in our alley

RG
Apr01