Gal O’ Mine
When first I kissed my little gal,
And felt her sweet embraces,
I knew I’d found an “only pal”
And would soon get down to cases.
Alas, it proved a ghastly joke,
My friends began to snicker;
I found myself K. O.’d and broke,
Dang that gal. of liquor.
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“I will be true while you’re away,”
Thus ran the damsel’s song.
“I will be true; but, oh, I say,
Don’t be away too long.”
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