| I just got my army call
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| And I run down to the army hall
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| Sally come a-runnin' like a cannonball
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| And I told her not to grieve after me
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| It’s-a when I’m gone, Sally, don’t you grieve
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| It’s-a when I’m gone, Sally, don’t you grieve
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| It’s-a when I’m gone, Sally, don’t you grieve
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| And I told her not to grieve after me
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| I’m a-gonna cross that ocean wide
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| Army rifle by my side
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| When Hitler’s beat you can be my bride
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| But I told her not to grieve after me
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| I’m a-gonna jump in a flyin' machine
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| A-loaded full of this-a TNT
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| Stop old Hitler what I mean
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| And I told her not to grieve after me
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| A souvenir I’ll send to you
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| Send Hirohito and Hitler, too
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| That’s about all one feller can do
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| But I told her not to grieve after me
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| Sally, get a job and save your pay
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| Work your best for the U.S.A
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| Write me a letter 'bout ever' day
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| And I told her not to grieve after me
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| If a blackout comes to the old home town
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| Sally, won’t you pull your curtains down
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| If a shade goes up and a ship goes down
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| I told her not to grieve after me |