Reynardine

One evenin' as I rambled Among the spring in time I overheard a young woman Converse with Reynardine Her hair was black and her eyes were blue Her lips as red as wine And he smiled to gaze upon her Did that sly, bold Reynardine He said, "If by chance you should look for me Perhaps you'll not me find For I'll be in my castle Inquire for Reynardine'€ Sun and dark, she followed him His eyes did brightly shine And he led her over the mountain Did that sly, bold Reynardine