Sally Cinnamon

Sally I was never happy
I needed so much more
Red clouds oh, they used to chase me
Down out in the cold
And made my beer [?}
Sent to me from heaven
Sally Cinnamon you’re my world
A puff puff puff blown over?
He touched the cherry lane
There is something Hale is showing
>From what you are made
Sugar and spice
And all things nice
Sent to me from heaven
Sally Cinnamon you’re my world
You are my world
Your eyes are gazing back from every little piece of lust
You seem to smile from every lane
Sally Cinnamon
You are my world
Then I put the letter back in the place where it was found
In the pocket of a jacket on a train in town
Sent to her from heaven
Sally Cinnamon you’re her world