| Lyrics: | Sally G
By Paul McCartney
Sowhere to the south of New York City
Lies the friendly
state of Tennessee,
Down in Nashville then I met a pretty
Who made a pretty big fool out
of me.
And they call her Sally,
Sally G, why d'you wanna do the things you do to me?
You're my Sally, Sally G
took the part that was the heart of me, Sally G.
The
night life took me down to Printers Alley,
where Sally sang a song behind a bar.
I ran my
eyes across her as she sang a tangled mime,
I used to love to hear her sweet guitar.
And they call her Sally,
Sally G, why d'you wanna do the things you do to me?
You're my Sally, Sally G
took the part that was the heart of me, Sally G.
Me and
Sally took up,
things began to look up,
Me and her were going strong.
Then she
started lyin',
I could see our love was dyin'.
I heard a voice say,
"Move along, move
along".
Well now. I'm on my own again,
I wonder if she ever really understood.
I
never thought to ask her what the letter "G" stood for,
But I know for sure it wasn't good.
And they call her Sally,
Sally G, why d'you wanna do the things you do to me?
You're my Sally, Sally G
took the part that was the heart of me, Sally G.
Sally
G. |
