This sounds like:

Here's to the maiden of blushing fifteen,
Here's to the widow of fifty.
Here's to flaunting, extravant Queen,
And here's to the housewife that's thrifty.

Chorus
Let the toast pass, drink to the lass.
I warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.

Here's to the maid with the bossom of snow, and
Her who sits brown as a berry.
Here's to the wife with a face full of woe,
And here's to the damsel that's merry.

Here's to charmer whose dimples we prize, and
Now to the girl who has none, sir.
Here's to the lass with a pair of blue eyes,
And here's to the nymph with but one, sir.

The tune would fit and there are similar phrases.

Robin