Sung by: Ollie Gilbert
Recorded in Mountain View, AR by George Fisher

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There was a rich lady; from Ireland she came,
A beautiful damsel, Pretty Sally by name.
She was taken on her deathbed to die,
Sent for the young man that she once did deny.

As he came near her, and approached her bedside,
Says, “Here is a boy that I once did deny,
But now that he’s left me, I’ll die for his sake.”
She threw her arms around him; he felt her heart break.

“Oh Sally, oh Sally, oh Sally,” said he,
“Oh, don’t you remember when I first courted thee?
I asked you some questions; you answered in scorn.
Now I’m a-gonna warn you of things past and gone.”

“Oh Willie, oh Willie, forget and forgive,
And let me a while longer here on earth to live.”
“Oh, no I won’t, Sally, but rejoice the day.
When you’re dead, Sally, I’ll dance on your grave.”

She pulled off rings and diamonds with gold,
Saying, “Take this and wear it in remembrance of me.”
”Oh, yes I will, Sally, rejoicing I’ll be,
Think of the rich lady who once died for me.”

Also found in Randolph, Vol. I, #40, “Pretty Sally of London”; Belden, p. 111, “A Brave Irish Lady.”

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