Form a song by Tim Hardin, performed by Bob Dylan, Joan Baez and many others (just for people over fifty, more younger ones has no idea about what I am talking about, sorry))

Lady came from Baltimore,
All she wore was lace.
She didn't know that I was poor,
She never saw my place.

I was there to steal her money,
Take her rings and run.
Then I fell in love with the lady,
Got away with none.
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