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