Far away in a distant land lived the King of thieves

he possessed many treasures, but was always evaded by love

Not for the want of trying, though never to succeed, it

seemed he could steal anything except for this one need.

Then one day back in his lair he did discover and he did curse

another with light fingers had robbed him of his purse,

so back into the city and long into the night he hunted

the soul who should be so sly, with his cash to alight.

Oh the King of the thieves was he

Easy come and easy go

The King of the Thieves.

He rattled his mind for recollections of that previous day,

then that vision of the fair maiden brushed past him in that oh so

peculiar way, well

of course, it was so obvious and plain to see, for if he

was king, then she must be

Oh the Queen of the thieves was she

Easy come and easy go

The Queen of the thieves.

Sure enough the following day their paths were to cross again

well he followed her through the courtyard

amused by her gain, gold and silver coins of the realm.

She seemed to have magic fingers as

into many pockets all did fell.

Oh the Queen of the thieves was she

Easy come and easy go

The Queen of the Thieves.

Soon both grew hungry and so into the tavern divine

to drink of the local ale and sing badly out of time, into

each others eyes, and into each others arms, the spell

of love cast over them, embraced by their charms. They

amassed between them a fortune and by night they

threw it all away, they had no cares or worries for love

would save the day.

Oh the King and Queen of thieves were they,

Easy come and easy go

The King and Queen of Thieves.

Then one year and one day precisely on the witching hour

a child came unto them, but one arm shrivelled as a

dead