Sally, Don't You Grieve - Woody Guthrie

I just got my army call

And I run down to the army hall

Sally come a-runnin' like a cannonball

And I told her not to grieve after me

It’s-a when I’m gone, Sally, don’t you grieve

It’s-a when I’m gone, Sally, don’t you grieve

It’s-a when I’m gone, Sally, don’t you grieve

And I told her not to grieve after me

I’m a-gonna cross that ocean wide

Army rifle by my side

When Hitler’s beat you can be my bride

But I told her not to grieve after me

I’m a-gonna jump in a flyin' machine

A-loaded full of this-a TNT

Stop old Hitler what I mean

And I told her not to grieve after me

A souvenir I’ll send to you

Send Hirohito and Hitler, too

That’s about all one feller can do

But I told her not to grieve after me

Sally, get a job and save your pay

Work your best for the U.S.A

Write me a letter 'bout ever' day

And I told her not to grieve after me

If a blackout comes to the old home town

Sally, won’t you pull your curtains down

If a shade goes up and a ship goes down

I told her not to grieve after me