Friends say to take it easy

I won't and they wonder why

I can't give up thaht easy

Lay me down and die



Sat where it's cool and shady

Could age take the taste away

I met a widow lady

Couldn't waste a day



That was my Indian Summer

That was my Indian Summer



She said she'd lost her husband

I told her I'd lost my wife

Those years together had been the best of my whole life



Friends say we ought to marry

I smile and I shake my head

One wife will make you happy

Two will make you dead