King Greymung had a favorite -- me, Which shows his excellent taste, you'll agree. He gave me nice things, golden brooches and rings. How I wish I hadn't had to flee!
CHORUS: No matter how far this girl may drop, Somehow I always come out on top. No matter how far this girl may drop, Somehow I always come out on top.
Then Picknose came and carried me away, Brave enough to face the light of day. He pledged me a hoard; I'd be Lady, he'd be Lord -- So with Picky I decided I would stay.
CHORUS
Picky never found his treasure, it's true. So what's an impoverished girl to do? Guttlekraw has gold; he's a King, and bold. I'll trade Picky in on someone new.