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