There's a song that comes to mind:

MY OLD DUTCH
(Albert Chevalier)

I've got a pal,
A reg'lar out-and-outer.
She's a dear old gal.
Now I'll tell you all about 'er.
It's many years since fust we met.
'Er 'air was then as black as jet.
It's whiter now, but she don't fret,
Not my old gal!

CHORUS: We've lived together now for forty years,
An' it don't seem a day too much.
There ain't a lady livin' in the land
As I'd swap for my dear old Dutch.
No, there ain't a lady livin' in the land
As I'd swap for my dear old Dutch.

I calls her Sal.
Her proper name is Sarah.
And you may find a gal
As you'd consider fairer.
She ain't an angel. She can start
A-jawing till it makes yer smart.
She's just a woman, bless her heart,
Is my old gal CHORUS:

I sees yer, Sal,
Yer pretty ribbons sportin.
It's many years, old gal,
Since them young days of courtin'.
I ain't a coward. Still I trust
When we've to part, as part we must,
That death may come and take me first,
To wait my gal. CHORUS: