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She said, were I extravagant,
She never could agree;
Do you take me for a vagabond?
You'll find no change in me,
You'll find no change in me.
So quickly we got married,
As many mad folks do;
And the priest swore we were only one,
Though I swore we were two.
He talk'd about living happily,
And then he ask'd his fee;
Kind man, said I, be not absurd,
You'll find no change in me;
You'll find no change in me.
A month had scarcely wander'd past,
When my poor Sue did die,
And no one ever wept so fast,
Or sadly as did I.
The Undertaker did the rest,
With him I did agree;
And he and all have since confess'd,
They found no change in me;
They found no change in me.
THE CHARMING WIDOW.
I'm a charming widow now,
In age just twenty-two,
And being rid of my former vow,
