Widows walk ado walk on
as in years of yore.
The thought of you divided thus!
It just maybe due
to discuss in cold turkey mo
Urning in the willows.
Or was it the wind.
You recollect we all suspect
the mortal door will open the sore mind.
The widows walk
and wail among the willows.

Widows walk ado walk on.
Widows face the future.
Factories face the poor.
The fact remains the peril
strains the mind a bit.
To have done and quit
with it widows walk a
nd wail among the willows.

Widows walk ado walk on.
I'm guessing this is called civil,
regrettably strife.
So lessen your appalled
pall mall and middle life.
Long last a hymn to Him
to help you on your way.
Contented is the boat.
By chance how forlorn the shore.
I've meant to take the chance
to turn you 'bout the floor
so trim the prim the lame
have rose to say widows
walk and wail among the willows.

Widows walk and do si do the willows.
Widows walk ado walk on.