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 ama**ed 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 flower. The Queen did cry and the King did weep and they searched the world for a cure, swearing never to steal again of this one thing they could be sure. Oh the King and Queen of the thieves were they Easy come and easy go The King and Queen of Thieves. Finally word came of a medicine man way up in the hills of a cure they could be sure, if only they kept their word. Around the smouldering couldron they sat as he chanted, then he poured onto the child's stricken arm a potion from his magic lantern. Sure enough the arm did heal and all the birds did sing, then the palm of the child's hand opened wide to reveal the midwife's wedding ring. Oh the Prince of thieves was he Easy come and easy go The Legend of the Thief. Oh the King, Queen, Prince of Thieves Easy come and easy go The Legend of the Thief