Dinah Shore Three Little Sisters
There were three little sisters
Three little sisters
Each one only in her teens
One loved a soldier, one loved a sailor, one loved a lad from the marines
Oh the three little sisters
They were the fairest from Iceland to the Philippines
So said the soldier, so said the sailor, so said the lad from the marines
And when the boys marched away
The girls said they'd be true until the boys came back someday
Now three little sisters
Three little sisters
Stay home and read their magazines
Tell it to the soldier, tell it to the sailor, tell it to the marine
And when the boys marched away
The girls said they'd be true 'til the boys came back someday
Now three little sisters
Three little sisters
All stay home and read their magazines
Tell it to the soldier, tell it to the sailor, and tell it to the marine
