Behind her back she’s Gentleman Jack A Yorkshire lady of renown She’s ever so fine, but she won’t toe the line Upon her name the gentlemen frown
At Shibden Hall she had them all The fairer sex fell under her spell Dapper and bright, she held them tight Handsome Anne seduced them well
Gentleman Jack, oh Gentleman Jack Watch your back, you’re under attack Their husbands are coming, you’d better start running For nobody likes a Jack-the-Lass
Jack-the-lass, Jack-the-Lass No-one likes a Jack-the-Lass The code is cracked, your bags are packed The knives are out for Gentleman Jack
Proud and stout with standing and clout She played the fellas at their game Ambitious of mind, she’s one of a kind Her devilish ways the men couldn’t tame
Hidden away, revealed today 4 million words in diaries found Motives exposed in a baffling code Romantic yearnings all leather bound