Gothic Rangers (The)
Jasmine
Who is that walking through my pine trees?Who is that walking with a hitch?Is that the girl who put such a spell on meThat I don't know if I'm between or betwixt?Somebody said she is a mystery orphan Someone said she was found in the grottoThey said she was reared by that old blind hexer manSporting a white top hat and a threadbare red tuxedoJasmine -- she is not ordinaryJasmine -- she limped right into my heartI've heard it said she was conceived while the stars were contraryAnd I'm convinced she knows the subtle artsI wonder if that ol' Lou Cypher would grant permissionI wonder if he would let me call on JasmineYou see, I am entranced by that girl's imperfectionShe conjures taboo freedom with that bewitching rhythmOh, mercy, he smiled on my requestOh, mercy, tonight I'll bring her a black roseIf I can find that path again through thick darknessIf I can find the nerve to knock on her doorJasmine... she is extraordinaryJasmine... walks with a bent hickory caneI've heard the mean laughter down at the Ouachita ferryBut they don't know that fairies halo the lame
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