POOR THING
 
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Sal was a nice girl, but so shy, poor thing
There was lots of green in Sally's eye, poor thing
Before she was seven her Ma was dead
And then her Pa went off his head
So as soon as she could, Sal married, poor thing.

Chorus: Oh poor Sally, dear old Sal,
Poor dear creature, Oh poor gal.
She went and found a woo-er
And she took a husband to her
Poor thing! Poor thing!


Sal loved her husband firm as a rock, poor thing
He soon got tired of his old Dutch clock, poor thing
And then began her woes and cares
In spite of her love, her cries and prayers
He one day knocked her down the stairs, poor thing.

Chorus: Oh poor Sally, dear old Sal
Poor dear creature, Oh poor Sal
Her salt tears notwithstanding
He shoved her off the landing
Poor thing, poor thing.


She spent a week in sobs and tears, poor thing
While her husband walked out other dears, poor thing
And one morn, as clock struck four
She pinned this note to her bedroom door
'I shan't not never come home no more', poor thing.

Chorus: Oh poor Sally, dear old Sal
Poor dear creature, Oh poor Sal
While she in bed was lying
Her hubby dear was 'gyeing'
Poor thing, poor thing.


Her grief was awful when she woke, poor thing
She sobbed as if her heart was broke, poor thing
Out of the house she softly stole
And to the sea-side she took a stroll
And in the waves she made a hole, poor thing

Chorus: Oh poor Sally, dear old Sal
Poor dear creature, Oh poor Sal
But she's free from strife and tussles
She's at rest among the mussels
Poor thing, poor thing.
 
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Written and composed by Richard Morton & George Le Brunn -1891
Performed by Marie Lloyd (1870-1922)
 
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