shirley collins
bonny cuckoo
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.  Though the heart she gave me, Was not made of stone, [Repeat: x2] It was sweet and hollow, Like a honey comb,  Think I'll wait till sunset, See the ensign down, [Repeat: x2] Then I'll take the tideway, To my burying ground,  Sally, free and easy, That should be her name, [Repeat: x2] When my body's landed, Hope she dies of shame.