Woman's In It - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
WOMAN'S IN IT. Words by Sam Devere. Music by G. F. Redfern. Sung by Sam Devere. 
If ever there's anything happens, why then Woman's in it; No matter just when it may happen, or when, Woman's in it. If you see a big bundle of feathers and lace Floating around in the stores or in some other place, At the theatre or opera or, perhaps, at a race, Woman's in it. 
If ever you happen in an auction store, Woman's in it; If you see a man broke and awfully sore, Woman's in it. There's your uncle with three golden balls on the top, Where your ulster's in soak and you often may stop. You can bet your lost dollar if you go in that shop Woman's In it. 
If arrested, locked up, there's a cell next to you, Woman's in it; There's a fight in the night with a copper or two, Woman's in it. In a Prince of Wales' scandal or any affray, In the darkness of midnight, or the moonlight so gray. If there's anything where there's the devil to pay, Woman's in it 
If ever you have the bad luck to be born, Woman's in it; Get wed by the priest all shaven and shorn, Woman's in it. When you peg out at last and somewhere you must go, Whether upwards or downwards there's none of us know. But if you should visit the place down below. Woman's in it. 
There's many a deed that a man cannot do, Yet woman's in it; If danger is there, aye, and pestilence, too, Woman's in it. When warfare has mode all its wounded and killed, When the dead ones are buried, the hospitals filled, Like an angel of mercy, brave, gentle and skilled, Woman's in it.