Somewhere to the south of New York City
Lies the friendly state of Tennessee
Down in Nashville I met a pretty
Who made a pretty big fool out of me
And they called 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 the bar
I ran my eyes across her as she sang a tangled mime
I used to love to hear her sweet guitar
And they called 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 lying
I could see our love was dying
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 called 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
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