3.
When she is by I leave my work,
I love her so sincerely;
My master comes, like any Turk,
And bangs me most severely:
But let him bang long as he will,
I'll bear it all for Sally;
She is the darling of my heart,
And she lives in our alley.
4.
Of all the days are 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 drest all in my best,
To walk abroad with Sally;
She is the darling of my heart,
And she lives in our alley.
5.
My master carries 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 the darling of my heart,
And she lives in our alley.
6.
When Christmas comes about again,
O, then I shall have money;
I'll hoard it up, and, box and all,
I'll give unto my honey:
I would it were ten thousand pounds,
I'd give it all to Sally:
She is the darling of my heart,
And she lives in our alley.
7.
My master and the neighbours all,
Make game of me and Sally;
And but for she I'd better be
A slave, and row a galley:
But when my seven long years are out,
Oh, then I'll marry Sally,
And then how happily we'll live,
But not in our alley.
