I have seen so many things
In my life, said Sally
I have known so many folks
In my life, said Sally
What they think of me I do not know
I hardly know just what I think of them
I am not someone who walks
On roadways or pathways
Not even on the lesser-taken
roadways and pathways
That girl I saw weeping by
A willow, I wonder
What she needs and will she ever
Find it I wonder
What she thinks of me I do not know
I hardly know just what I think of her
That fine prince who walks along
Beside her, I wonder
What he wants and what he will
Do for her, I wonder
I am glad she is not still
With that man, that Etin
He was always weird to me
From the start, that Etin
Where her life will go I do not know
I hardly know just where I'll go with mine
All these interactions have been
Fleeting and passing
Nothing in this world that is not
Fleeting and passing
What more can I ask I do not know
I hardly know what more I'd even want