I remember this from a 60s album but can't remember all the lyrics.

I had a sister Sally
She was older 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 kinsman, a tinker or a tailor
A doctor, a lawyer, a 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.