I overheard a young woman
converse with a rhinodyne
Her hair so black and her eyes so blue
Her lips like a ruby wine
He smiled and gazed upon her with a sly,
She said, young man, please be civil
Oh no, my dear, I am no rake
But cast out and made a thief
And I'm searching for concealment
He kissed her once and he kissed her
twice till she came to again
Then modestly she begged him,
pray tell to me your name
He said, my dear, if you'll look for me,
perhaps you'll not be fine
God, so brave and quiet for rain or night
Of sun and dark she followed him,
his eyes so bright did shine
And he led her over the mountain in the