Yoga For Wine Lovers - Sally | Текст песни

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• Yoga For Wine Lovers
• Sally

My Mother said I never should
Play with the gypsies in the wood;
If I did, she would say,
You naughty girl to disobey

Your hair shan’t curl and your shoes shan’t shine,
You gypsy girl, you shan’t be mine.
Your hair shan’t curl and your shoes shan’t shine,
Your hair shan’t curl and your shoes shan’t shine,
You gypsy girl, you shan’t be mine.
You gypsy girl, you shan’t be mine.
Ууууу
ууууу

My father said that if I did
He’d rap my head with the teapot-lid.
The wood was dark, the grass was green
Along came Sally with a tambourine.
I went to sea – no ship (to get) across,
I paid ten shillings for a blind white horse.
I up on his back
Was off on a crack,
Sally tell my mother that I shan’t come back.
Never never never come back home
Never never come back home
Never never
Never never never come back home
Never never come back home
Never come back home

I went to sea – no ship (to get) across
I paid ten shillings for a blind white horse.
jumped on his back
was off on a crack,
Sally tell my mother that I shan’t come back
Come back home