[ Featuring Jo Thorpe ]
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 the young men could sing like blackbirds and thrushes
If the young men could sing like blackbirds and thrushes
How many young girls would go beating 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 after
But the young men are given to frisking and fooling
Oh the young men are given to frisking and fooling
So I'll leave them alone and attend to my schooling
