The Little Widow - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THE LITTLE WIDOW. Copyright, 1890, by Hitchcock A McCargo. Words by Jessie Villars. Music by Waldtern Pegg. 
Oh, dear, what I've suffer'd, there's nobody knows, I'll endeavor to tell you my troubles And woes, A lone little widow, two husbands I mourn, And now I'm forsaken, heart-broken, forlorn; No one to love me, no one to bless, No one to tease me, none to caress! And just twenty one, 'tis true on my word-So I am thinking of taking a third. 
Chorus. I'm a widow, a little widow, I am simple, but I'm witty, I am stylish, gay And pretty; Yes, a widow, a charming widow, But I won't remain single very long. 
Dear George was my "first," he doted on me, And, oh! we were happy as happy could be; He died, all the doctors said, "shortness of breath;" The women, the wretches, said, "worried to death;" What could a poor little, lone widow do? Charlie consoled me and became number two; And only last week he said, "Daisy, good-bye!" I'm going to meet George in the sweet by-And-by. 
Chorus. And I'm a widow, once more a widow; I am simple, but I'm witty, I am stylish, gay and pretty; Yes, a widow, a charming widow, But I won't remain single very long. 
I wonder why single girls are such mean things, They'd like to he angels, of course, without wings; Make eyes at the men with such a sly glance, And won't give us dear little widows a chance, But I'm going to show them of what we are made, I'm looking around me, oh, don't be afraid! Yet, if there's one here who'll be number three. He'll find me as loving as widows can be.-Chorus.