Tim Hardin

C              G
Lady came from Baltimore,
F                C
All she wore was lace.
F                    C
 She never knew that I was poor,
G(sus4       G)
never saw my face.

Am             G
I was there to take her money,
F                   C
Steal her rings and run.
F              C
Then I fell in love
         G                   C
with the lady, got away with none.

[1 verse/refrain interlude]

The lady's name was Susan Moore,
Her daddy read the law.
She never knew that I was poor,
And lived outside the law.