Special education of the republic of uzbekistan

SALLY IN OUR ALLEY

Of all the girls that are so smart,

There's none like pretty Sally;

She is the darling of my heart,

And she lives in our alley.

There's ne'er¹ a lady in the land,

That's half as sweet as Sally;

She is the darling of my heart,

And she lives in our alley.

Of all the days that's in the week,

I dearly love but one day,

And that's the day that comes betwixt²

A Saturday, and Monday;

For then I'm drest³ in all my best,

To walk abroad with Sally;

She is the darling of my heart,

And she lives in our alley.
By Henry Carey
¹There's ne'er – щеч =аерда йы=, нигде нет

²Betwixt (устар.) = between

³Drest = dressed