Before she became known as Lady Ann
she grew up poor in a far off land
where she worked her fingers to the bones
in her torn n' ragged worn out clothes
She liked to sing to all the birds
as she walked along with her sheep in herds...  
Little Ann was just barely seven
when her mother went to heaven
All she knew was toil, and strife...
so she became an expert
at swords n' knifes
One night as she walked on home
in the dark n' all alone...
a robber jumped down from a tree
he was sorry when he felt her knee
strike his crotch so rapidly
her gold sword pressed down upon his chest
he scurried away like a *****
running on back to his gypsy camp...
Word got out to The Knight in town...
he decided to give her a diamond crown
for her courage, and bravery in Greenland
he decided to crown her Lady Ann.