Song: "My Gal Sal" ()
Jakie Rabinowitz
They called her "frivolous Sal,"
A peculiar sort of a gal.
With a heart that was mellow,
An all 'round good fellow,
Was my gal Sal.
A peculiar sort of a gal.
With a heart that was mellow,
An all 'round good fellow,
Was my gal Sal.
Your troubles, sorrows, and cares,
She was always willing to share.
A wild sort of devil,
But dead on the level,
Was my gal Sal.
She was always willing to share.
A wild sort of devil,
But dead on the level,
Was my gal Sal.