Sally Chords & Lyrics by Sade
Sally
guitar chords lyrics
"Sally" (Sade)
Intro
Dm7 Am7
Verse 1
Am7 Dm7 Am7 Dm7
Sally you opened out your arms, to all those young men
Am7 Dm7 Am7 Dm7
And girl you had room, for every one of them
Am7 Dm7
You're the only girl on bowery and third
Am7 Dm7
Sure as hell you're the one who cared
Chorus
Am7 D6
So put your hands together for Sally
Am7 D6
She saved all those young men
Am7 D6
Put your hands together for Sally
Am7 D6
She's the one who cared for them
Am7 D6
She's doing our dirty work
Am7 D6
She's the only one who cares
Am7 D6
Doing our dirty work
F6 E7 Am7
Thirsty work one angry day, in New York
Verse 2
Take a look at Dave he was once 17, Zoot suit and shiney shoes.
He ran around town and through his methylated laughter
Most of his memories drowned.
But he remembers what his mommy used to shout
She used to shout, "One day surely son, the streets are gonna tire you out."
Chorus
So put your hands together for Sally, She's the one who cared for him.
Put your hands together for Sally, She was there when his luck was running thin
She's doing our dirty work, She's the only one who cares
Doing our dirty work, thirsty work, one angry day, in New York.
Verse 3
Tommy had a wife and family, but the needle came between the love and the hard times
Thank God for Sally, She was there through the misery
F6 E7 Am7
Just a place to lay his head, just about better off than dead
Solo
Part Chorus
She's doing our dirty work
She's the only one who cares
Doing our dirty work
Thirsty world, one angry day
Verse 4
Vince came up from the country, couldn't even find himself a room.
Thinking about his babies, that's further away than the moon.
With no money but his pride in his pocket, there's really no way he can go home.
There's a picture of his woman in his locket, most of all he doesn't want to be alone.
Chorus
So put your hands together for Sally, She's the one who cared for him.
Put your hands together for Sally, She was there when his luck was running thin
She's doing our dirty work, She's the only one who cares
Doing our dirty work, thirsty work, one angry day, in New York.
