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

Oh, the heart she gave him
Was not made of stone
Oh, the heart she gave him
Was not made of stone
It was sweet and hollow
Like a honeycomb

Think I'll wait till morning
See the ensign down
Think I'll wait till sunrise
See the ensign down
See my coffin coming
To my burial ground

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