Down a winding pathway In a garden old Tripped a beauteous maiden But her heart was cold Came a prince to woo her Said he loved her true Maiden said he didn't So he ceased to woo
Came a perfumed noble Dropping on one knee Said his love was deeper Than the deepest sea But the whimsy maiden Said his love was dead And the perfumed noble Accepted what she said
Came a dashing stranger Took her off by force Said he'd make her love him And she did Of course...