Tim Hardin.

The Lady came from Baltimore
All she wore was lace,
She didn't know that I was poor,
She never saw my face.

I was sent to steal her money
Thake her rings and run
But I fell in love with the lady,
Came away with none. {sometimes: Came away with a son]

The lady's name was Susan Moore
Her daddy read the law,
She didn't know that I was poor
And lived outside the law

The house she lived in had a wall,
To keep the robbers out
She never stopped to think at all,
That's what I'm about

Her daddy said I was a thief
And didn't marry her for love
But I was Susan's true belief
I married her for love

Tim notoriously changed the lines out of carelessness. yours, Peter T.