At seventeen he falls in love quite madly with eyes of tender blue;
At twenty-four he gets it rather badly with eyes of a different hue;
At thirty-five you'll see him flirting sadly with two or three, or more;
When he fancies he is past love,
It is then he meets his last love,
And he loves her as he's never lov'd before.

"A bachelor gay" from The maid of the mountains;
words by F Clifford Harris and Valentine,
music by Jas W Tate (1917)