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Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen
Here's to the widow of fifty
Here's to the flaunting extravagent queen
And here's to the housewife that's thrifty.

Let the toast pass, drink to the lass
I warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass
Let the toast pass, drink to the lass
I warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.

Here's to the charmer whose dimples we prize
Now to the maid who has none
Here's to the girl with a pair of blue eyes
And here's to the nymph with but one, Sir.

Here's to the maid with a bosom of snow
Now to her that's as brown as a berry
Here's to the wife with a face full of woe
And here's to the damsel that's merry.