THE LADY CAME FROM BALTIMORE (Tim Hardin) Lady came from Baltimore, All she wore was lace. She didn't know that I was poor, She never saw my place.   I was there to steal her money, Take her rings and run. Then I fell in love with the lady, Got away with none.   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.   Her daddy said, I was a thief And didn't marry her for love. I was Susan's true belief, Married her for love.   I was there to steal her money, To take her rings and run. Then I fell in love with the lady, Got away with none.   The house she lived in had a wall To keep the robbers out. She'd never stop to think at all If that's what I'm about.   I was there to steal her money, Take her rings and run. Then I fell in love with the lady, Got away with none.