文本歌词

He call her frivolous sal
A peculiar sort of a gal
With a heart that was mellow
And all around good fellow was my old pal
Your troubles sorrows and care
She was always willing to share
A wild sort of devil but dead on the level
Was my gal sal
Everything is over
And I'm feeling bad
I lost the best pal that I ever had
It's but a fortnight since she was here
Always since to me at night on 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
Oh they called her frivolous sal
A peculiar sort of a gal
With a heart that was mellow
And all around good fellow was my old pal
Your troubles sorrows and care
She was always willing to share
A wild sort of devil but dead on the level
Was my gal sal