A popular song from 1926.
Words and music by Jack Yellen, Milton Ager, and Lew Pollack.
Sheet music provided by Laurence Rubenstein:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- We all have pals, we all have gals
From whom we drift with the years
Some we forget, some we regret
After it’s too late for tears
From the best pal I had I strayed away
And how I regret it today
Chorus
I wish I had my old gal back again
I miss her more than ever now
Tho’ we drifted apart
There’s a place in my heart
Just for her and for no other
Right next to my mother
Gee! how diff’rent my life might have been
I’ve lived and learned a lot since then
There never was a pal like my old gal
I wish I had her back again
- Roaming around, new loves I found
Thought they could help me forget
But I confess each new caress
Filled me the more with regret
If the world is a stage and life’s a play
Just why has it ended this way?
Sung here by Fred Feild: