When I was a Maid  ~  Ellen Mary Trinder (nee WEBB)  ~  1838-1923

When I was a maid, O then, O then,
When I was a maid, O then.
As many bright stars as there are in the sky,
As many young fellows I killed with my eye,
Wasn't I such a beauty then.

But now I am married, O then, O then,
But now I am married, O then,
I'm tied to this fantastical fop,
He goes with some other, and cares for me not,
How hard is my fortune, then!

But now he is married, O then, O then,
But now he is married, O then,
I'll make him remember in taking a wife,
I'll worrit and tease him quite out of his life,
And I'll be a widow, O then.

And when I'm a widow, O then, O then,
And when I'm a widow, O then,
I'll have a large house, and live art my ease,
I'll go out when I like, and come in when I please,
But I'll never get married again.

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