lyrics to the Shirley Collins version from Folk Roots, New Routes:

Oh Sally my dear
It's you I'd be kissing
Oh Sally my dear
It's you I'd be kissing
She smiled & replied
You don't know what you're missing

Oh Sally my dear
I wish I could wed you
Oh Sally my dear
I wish I could bed you
She smiled & replied
Then you'd say I'd misled you

If all you young men were hares on the mountain
If all you young men were hares on the mountain
How many young girls would take guns & go hunting?

If the young men could sing like blackbirds & thrushes
If the young men could sing like blackbirds & thrushes
How many young girls would go beating the bushes?

If all you young men were fish in the water
If all you young men were fish in the water
How many young girls would undress & dive after?

But the young men are given to frisking & fooling
Oh the young men are given to frisking & fooling
So I leave them alone & attend to my schooling