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 head upon my shoulder Now go to sleep
Well the elms and the poplars
Were all 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 And 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
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 It shone gold in the 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 Oh baby please don´t cry And don´t you weep
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