Clifton,

God what an old folkie you are! It was nice to meet you and sing some John Prine at Annap's.

I remember this song best from a Bobby Darin album. He did a wonderful job with many Tim Hardin songs and some others.

Here's the only verse I remember.

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 there to steal her money, Take her rings and run,
But I feel in love with the lady,
And got away with none.

If no one else comes up with it, I'll check my vinyl down in the basement for you.

Big RiB