Windybank

My name is Windybank. I live the good life For a living I travel and drink wine I married a widow, a wealthy woman 15 years older than I She has this daughter. Her name is Mary She has a stock and it pays quite well While she's at home, I get the interest And I do with it what I will But then young Mary, she grew quite restless She began to want to date But if she left us, I'd get no interest And the good life would have to wait My wife and I devised a plan To keep the young lady home at bay When she goes out, I will deceive her And I will lock her love away An alter ego I devised With a mustache and glasses hide my eyes Change my voice, add some whiskers She's going to love me and I will not have to try My alibi was rock solid Her stepfather in the French countryside After the party, I told her I loved her And confessed my love will never die Hook line and sinker. We were to marry Under oath she said she'd only be with me It was a long shot, but after our wedding I disappeared never again for her to see Then I was summoned up by the detective To try to find my stepdaughter's last fiancé Of course I showed up. He'll never find him I'm afraid his permanent day gone away Then in his office, he said he'd find him I said, delightful. I'd like to see you try And then he told me that he had found him As he stared directly in my eye He said, your typewriter say it's seen a brighter day Every letter leaves these kinds of defects I compared your note to the one he wrote I hope you're feeling some kind of regret And then he locked the door, so I hit the floor I sat there just staring at his feet Quick, I unlocked the door I ran before he could unfurl his whip on my seat My name is Windybank. I lived the good life For a living, I traveled and drank wine I married a widow, a wealthy woman 15 years older than I She has this daughter. Her name is Mary She had a stock, and it paid quite well But the detective found out my secret I know my life is just a burnin' hell