She's Not Like Other Girls - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
SHE'S NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS. Copyright, 1896, by Broder & Schlam. Words and Music by Gilmore & Leonard. 
I'll tell you of my sweetheart, the one that I adore; She's not like others you may meet, I love her all the more. She dresses plain, she's modest, her hair don't hang in curls; You'll say so when you meet her, she's not like other girls. 
Chorus. She don't wear costly jewels, nor dresses that are loud; She does not flirt like some girls, to attract a crowd; But ev'ry day she's just the same, she's my sweet precious pearl; What makes me love her all the more, she's not like other girls. 
We meet 'most ev'ry evening, her daily toil is o'er; We walk and talk together, until we reach her door. She loves her mother dearly, none better in this world: More precious than to find one who's not like other girls.- Chorus.