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GSomewhere to the south of New York CA7ity
Am7Lies the friendly state of TennesGsee
Down in Nashville I met a prA7etty
WAm7ho made a pretty biCg fool out of mGe
And they called herC SalGly,C Sally GG
A7Why d'you wanna do the things you D7do to G7me
You're my CSallGy, SCally GG
A7Took the part that was the heart of mAm7e G/B C
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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
AmMe and Sally took up
EmThings began to look up
GMe and her were going strDong
AmThen she started lying
GI could see our love was dAmying
I heard a voice say, Move alEmong
Move aloCng G C G C G C G C
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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