Old Maid's Lament

I had a sister Sally, she was younger than I am
She had so many sweethearts, she had to deny them
But as for sister Sara, you know she had many
But if you know her heart, she'd be grateful for any

Come a landsman or a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor
A doctor or a lawyer, a soldier or a sailor
A rich man or a poor man, a fool or a witty
Please don't let her die an old maid, only take her out of pity

I had a sister Sally, she was ugly and misshapen
By the time she was sixteen years old, she was taken
By the time she was eighteen, a son and a daughter
But Sara almost twenty-nine, never had an offer

Come a landsman or a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor
A doctor or a lawyer, a soldier or a sailor
A rich man or a poor man, a fool or a witty
Please don't let her die an old maid, only take her out of pity

She never would be scolding, she never would be jealous
Her husband would have money to go to the alehouse
He'd be there a spending, she'd be home a saving
So, I leave it up to you, 'caus she ain't worth having

Come a landsman or a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor
A doctor or a lawyer, a soldier or a sailor
A rich man or a poor man, a fool or a witty
Please don't let her die an old maid, only take her out of pity

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