Bobby Darin
"My Gal Sal" lyrics

My Gal Sal

They called her
Frivolous Sal
A peculiar
Sort of a gal
With a heart
That was mellow
An all around good fellow
Was my old pal

Your troubles
Sorrow and cares
She was always
Willing to share
A wild sort of devil
Dead on the level
Was my gal Sal

They called her frivolous Sal
A very, very strange
Peculiar sort of a gal
With a heart
That was mellow
An all around good fellow
Was my old pal

Talk about your troubles
Sorrow and cares
She was always
Willing to share
A wild sort of devil
But dead on the level
Was my gal Sal