Sister Susie's sittin’ knittin’
Sweaters, wristlets, scarfs, an’ socks;
She ai n't “sewin’ shirts for soldiers”
‘ Cause she got so many knocks
From th’ papers‘ bout her sewin’ —
Now she's knittin’ pounds of yarn
Into things to send away.... Well,
I do n't care,
Do n't care a darn!
Has n't knit no scarf or sweater,
Has n't made no socks for me;
Little brother, he can rustle
For himself alone, you see!
Maw is on the Help Committee,
Paw is drillin’ with th’ Guard;
Brother's soldierin’ — and sister's
Knittin’ fast
An’ awful hard!
No, they wo n't pay me no‘ tention,
So I'm goin’ to run away,
Join th’ army as a — as a
Bellboy, may be, without pay.
Then I'll get a scarf an’ sweater
And some socks, soon as I go,
From some other feller's sister
That I do not
Even know.