Additional Verses Hy Arthur Trevelyan - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
ADDITIONAL VERSES HY ARTHUR TREVELYAN. A man oft went to see a girl, He called her his sweet precious pearl. She did not tell him she was wed, She'd let him find that out she said. One night while they were tete-a-tete, Her husband, who oft stayed out late, Came home too soon and saw their fun, And without speaking, fired a gun. [Repeat last 2 lines.] 
Chorus. Now why did he do that? Oh! wasn't it a shame? 'Twas done so suddenly, he surely was to blame, etc. 
I to a well-known artist went, On posing for him I was bent; He said he'd paint my portrait well, For I was (ahem) I mast not tell. "How many sittings must there be?" I asked him; he said "only three." Alas! I had sat twenty-one Before the portrait he had done.[Repeat last 2 lines] 
Chorus. Now why did he do that? Oh! wasn't it a shame? 'Twas done so artfully, he surely was to blame, etc.