My Gal Sal (Paul Dresser) Everything is over and I'm feeling bad I lost the best pal that I ever had 'Tis but a fortnight since she was here Seems like she's gone tho', for twenty years Oh, how I miss her, my old pal Oh, how I'd kiss her, My Gal Sal Face not so handsome, but eyes don't you know That shone just as bright as they did years ago. cho: They called her frivolous Sal A peculiar sort of a gal With a heart that was mellow An all 'round good fellow, was my old pal Your troubles, sorrow and care She was always willing to share A wild sort of devil, but dead on the level Was My Gal Sal. Brought her little dainties just afore she died Promised she would meet me on the other side Told her how I love her, she said, "I know Jim Just do your best, leave the rest to Him." Gently I pressed her to my breast Soon she would take her last, long rest She looked at me and murmured, "Pal." And softly I whispered "Goodbye, Sal." GG oct97
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