Capo 1st fret
It was the dirty end of winter along the loom of the land
When I walked with sweet Sally hand upon hand
And the wind it bit bitter for a boy of no means
With no shoes on his feet and a knife in his jeans
Along the loom of the land the mission bells pealed
From the tower at Saint Mary's down to Reprobate Fields
And I saw that the world was all blessed and bright
And Sally breathed softly in the majestic night
Oh baby please don't cry
And try to keep
Your little hand upon my shoulder
Now go to sleep
The elms and the poplars were turning their backs
Past the rumbling station we followed the tracks
We found an untrodden path and followed it down
The moon in the sky like a dislodged crown
My hands they burned in the folds of her coat
Breathing milky white air from deep in her throat
Oh baby please don't cry
And try to keep
Your little head upon my shoulder
Now go to sleep
Ahh... ahh... ahh...
I told Sally in whispers, I'll never bring you harm
Her breast it was small and warm in my palm
I told her the moon was a magical thing
That it shone gold in winter and silver in spring
And we walked and walked across the endless sands
Just me and my Sally, along the loom of the land
Oh baby please don't cry
And try to keep
Your little head upon my shoulder
Now try to sleep
O baby please don't cry
And don't you weep
Lay your head upon my shoulder
Now try to sleep
Ahh... ahh... ahh...
Ahh... ahh... ahh...