He arrived in the spring of '83
and caught the eye of Miss Anna Lee.
Now Jack was a drifter with a gypsy heart
and sensed it was time for them to part.
"If you prefer, my dear, not to stay with me
I guarantee your soul will never be free"
as she conspired in a plot so cruel and dire
to have Jack's dead body thrown into the fire
but the ashes were scattered and his spirit would grow
with the direction in which the four winds still blow!

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