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Sally G

G                                  A
Somewhere to the south of New York City
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lies the friendly state of Tennessee
                          A
Down in Nashville I met a pretty
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who made a pretty big fool out of me
                   C    G C      G
And they called her Sally, Sally G


A7                                D7    G7
Why d'you wanna do the things you do to me?
         C   G  C      G
You're my Sally, Sally G
A                                   Am
took the part that was the heart of me,
C      G C G C G C G C 
Sally G.


The night life took me down to Printers Alley
where Sally sang a song behind the bar.
I ran my eyes across her as she sang a tangled mime,
I used to love to hear her sweet guitar.

And they called her Sally, Sally G
Why d'you wanna do the things you do to me?
You're my Sally, Sally G
took the part that was the heart of me, Sally G.


Am 
 Me and Sally took up
Em
 Things began to lookup
G                       D
 Me and her were going strong
Am
 Then she started lyin'
G                          Am
 I could see our love was dyin'
                               Em
I heard a voice say, "Move along
       C     G C G C G C G C
Move along."

Well, now I'm on my own again, I wonder
if she ever really understood.
I never thought to ask her 
what the letter "G" stood for,
But I know for sure it wasn't good.

And they called her Sally, Sally G
Why d'you wanna do the things you do to me?
You're my Sally, Sally G
took the part that was the heart of me, Sally G.

A   Am      C      G C G C G C G
             Sally G