American Old Time Song Lyrics: 42 My Sally
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 42
Copyright, 1894, by T. 0. Harms & Co.
Composed by Al. W. Filson.
Though many of life's ups and downs I have seen
My thoughts still go back to the past,
When I was a newsboy instead of cashier,
And the luck didn't come quite so fast;
Society queens didn't smile on me then,
Nor visit in Poverty Alley;
But a true little heart was beating for me
'Neath the rough, ragged dress of my Sally.
Yes, often far prettier girls I have seen,
But my heart still remains in the alley,
For I know there beats the true heart of a queen
'Neath the poor, ragged dress of my Sally.
Her lot has been rough, often hunger she's known,
She's had to work hard all her life;
But we'll change all that when she is all my own,
When sweet little Sal is my wife.
If all fashion's ladies were bunched into one
For the whole lot I'd not give Sally;
For she'll be the same, in sunshine or rain,
As she was when we lived in the alley.- Chorus.