There Are Moments When One Wants To Be Alone - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THERE ARE MOMENTS WHEN ONE WANTS TO BE ALONE. Copyright, 1891, by Chas. Hambitzer. Words by G. C. Weinberg. Music by L. Reinhard. 
Now every boy remembers when he smoked his first cigar-When he lit it, how it filled him with delight. I was happy when I started, but I hadn't smoked it far, When the things about me didn't seem so bright. I saw my friends a-grinning, things about me started spinning-I hastened to the woodshed, oh, I thought my heart would break. There are moments when one wants to be alone-That is one of them, that is one of them; I like my friends devotedly, I'm awful fond of company, But there are moments when one wants to be alone. 
The colored man is fond of promenading late at night, And when the coast is clear he makes a swoop; He'll watch his chance, and when the silvery moon is out of sight, He crawls into his neighbor's chicken-coop. The neighbors think it's awful queer the way those pullets disappear; Our colored man trots homeward with a chicklet in each arm. There are moments when one wants to he alone-That is one of them, that is one of them; But then this colored man ain't proud, you'll often see him in a crowd, But there are moments when he wants to be alone. 
'Twas late the other evening, I was coming from the club, And I had a jag that was simply out of sight; I'd upset the ash-barrels, and I'd yell to keep my spirits upI'm a regular Pine Ridge Indian when I'm tight. I sang so loud and long and deep I aroused a policeman from his sleep; He grabbed me and he told me that I had to go with him. There are moments when one wants to be alone-That is one of them, that is one of them; Next day in court I was a sight, the judge said that my song was right. And for fifteen long, long days I sat alone. 
Have you ever been to parties where a girl gets up to sing With a voice that you could use for boiling eggs. She has studied Italian opera and all that sort of thing, And then she will not stop until one begs; Oh, how youd like to get away, but, of course, you know you have to stay. Just listen and I'll show just exactly how she sings; There are moments when one wants to be alone-That is one of them, that is one of them; Of course, she's got a lovely voice, and it would make our hearts rejoice, But those are moments that she ought to be alone. 
An alderman was going to attend a fancy ball. And he had to rent a suit to wear that night. And he had to wear the darned thing, but it didn't fit at all-Why, he could scarcely breathe, it was so tight. And when they danced the Boston Dip, then something gave an awful rip; He hastened from the ball-room while he sang this little tune: There are moments when one wants to be alone-That is one of them, that is one of them; Oh, he could dance the whole night long, and mingle in the giddy throng, But there are moments when he wants to be alone. 
The boys all like to play a little poker now and then, And wrestle with the jack-pots half the night; Yes, it's nice to rake in jack-pots and to raise it five or ten; And each one thinks his game is out of sight. And oft they play till early dawn, and oft a fellow's money's gone; This happens very frequently-I'll show you how it's done. There are moments when one wants to be alone-That is one of them, that is one of them; 
Of course, he'd like to play all night-to play the game is his delight. But there are moments when one wants to be alone.