Kingston Trio - Take Her Out of Pity lyrics

I had a sister Sally, she was younger than I am Had so many sweethearts, she had to deny them But as for sister Sarah, you know she hasn't many And if you knew her heart, she'd be grateful for any Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor Doctor, a lawyer, soldier or a sailor A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity We 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 Sarah's almost twenty-nine, never had an offer Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor Doctor, a lawyer, soldier or a sailor A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity She never would be scoldin', she never would be jealous Her husband would have money to go to the alehouse He was there a spendin'. she'd be home a savin' And I leave it up to you if she is not worth havin' Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor Doctor, a lawyer, soldier or a sailor A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity