Snared about her winsome glance   And mad about the town   Kicking heels has lost its charm and every boy's a clown   Leave a trail of dusted boots and choose a toe cap then   Or kiss me here or kick me there   Lovers wont be friends      I'm a plough and you're a furrow   I'm a fox and you're a burrow   I'm a weed and you are the road   You were a man (You were a man)   And I'm alone      Sally was a daisy chain   And Sally was a rock   Sally let her hair hang low    And Sally wore a frock   Someone saw a local boy crawl along the shore   Well, must be someone's son they thought and should've thought some more      I'm a plough and you're a furrow   I'm a fox and you're a burrow   I'm a weed and you are the road   You're a man (You were a man)   I'm alone      Sally saw the boy come near   Right beneath the sun   Breathing hard and cockle proud   And Sally's heart was won   Not a boy she knew at first,   Not a face she'd seen   Or whispered through her ready lips   "I'll be the best I've been"      I'm a plough and you're a furrow   I'm a fox and you're a burrow   I'm a weed and you are the road   You're a man (You were a man)   I'm alone      And I scorched his fingers in her face   Scrubby mitts, saving grace   Coughed a liver   Winked to die   Why don't you lie?      Several gloves and half-cocked eyes   Bring nature to their deviled lives   Win some misses wanting lads   Aging in their passing fads   Leave a trail of dusted boots   And choose a toe cap then   Kiss me here or kick me there   And lovers might be friends      I'm a plough and you're a furrow   I'm a fox and you're a burrow   I'm a weed, you are the road   You're a man (You were a man)   Alone