Ten little Indians standing around
Now I bet there are many, so how would I know?

As she was only one woman, only one woman
And I've got a picture of the woman I love

Who sees my lonely face, who sees my shame?
Nobody in my place can tell me her name

'cause she was only one woman, only one woman
And I've got a picture of the woman I love

Ten little Indians, and now there are none
I bet there are many and her love still goes on

'cause she was only one woman, only one woman
And I've got a picture of the woman I love

Well, she was only one woman, only one woman
And I've got a picture of the woman I love

Well, she was only one woman, only one woman...