The princess had a locket And the locket had a key The princess had so many things She would not let them see So many cursed the locket Though many held the key Many is the open book With print too large to read Oh... lady-o Where do they come from Where do they go And if you have a heart Do not let it show Oh... lady-o Strike while the iron is hot He heard the soldiers say Marching in formation To guard the palace gate Though he had seen those soldiers Fall along the way They line them up and shoot them For the heresies they say Oh... lady-o Where do they come from Where do they go And if you have a heart Do not let it show Oh... lady-o But he was not a soldier In his torn and ragged coat Resembling the jester He came across the moat And all the guards of kingdom come Would have let him pass With eyes that looked right through them And songs about their past Oh... lady-o Where do they come from Where do they go And if you have a heart Do not let it show Oh... lady-o She had always pictured it On a sunny afternoon In some secluded forest With the flowers all in bloom It did not look at all Like this god-forsaken room But the thing that's long awaited Often comes too soon Oh... lady-o Where do they come from Where do they go And if you have a heart Do not let it show Oh... lady-o