The Lily Of The West - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
The Lily of the West. 
I just came down from Louisville, some pleasure for to find-A handsome girl from Michigan, so pleasing to my mind; Her rosy cheeks and rolling eyes, like arrows, pierced my breast, They call her handsome Mary, the Lily of the West. 
I courted her for many a day, her love I thought to gain; Too soon she slighted me, which caused me grief and pais; She robbed me of my liberty-deprived me of my rest-They call her handsome Mary, the Lily of the West. 
One evening, as I rambled down by yon shady grove, I met a lord, of high degree, conversing with my love; He sang, he sang so merrily, whilst I was sore oppressed-He sang for handsome Mary, the Lily of the West. 
I rushed up to my rival, a dagger in my hand, I tore him from my true love, and boldly bade him stand-Being mad to desparation, my dagger pierced his breast-I was betrayed by Mary, the Lily of the West. 
Now my trial has come on, and sentence*] soon I'll be; They put me in the criminal box, and there convicted me. She so deceived the jury-so modestly did dress-She far outshine Venus-the Lily of the West. 
Since then I've gained my liberty, I'll rove the country through; I'll travel the city over, to find my loved one true; Although she stole my liberty, and deprived me of my rest. Still I love my Mary, the Lily of the West.