Miss Ethel Anne of the Olden Lands
Had found herself a handsome man
Who loved her more than any man
Should love a gal like she.
See, Ethel Anne had one-night-stands
With a king and knight and well-off man
Who never had been seen again
'Til they drifted in from sea.
Poor Ethel Anne had contraband
When she traveled through to the New Land
But her handsome man had taken stand
To ensure that she stay free.
Now Ethel Anne scours the land
In hopes to find her handsome man
Or perhaps another well-off man
So that happy she may be.
