A young man just sixteen years old
A crazy boy whose mind's in search of gold
I'd watch the men take you for a ride
All for a song or just an alibi
Sally was always under shelter
She won't come out in nasty weather
What were we ever looking for
I hope you're happy when you get there
An old man saw me hangin round
Said, "Boy, what you doin' on this side of Town?"
I knew right there that I was out of place
I could tell by that shattered look on his face
Some things in your mind, they last forever
But I don't think I could ever, ever forget her
Sally it's just like you to disappear again
We knew one day that it would have to end
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