I couldn’t hear you over the loud character introduction song I wrote for George.

History is full of handsome rogues and charming devils

And believe me baby when I say that people love a rebel

So since I was a child of three

My hands have been too fast to see

In thievery I’m master of the revels

‘Cause what’s yours is mine

And boy I think you’ll find

That whether it’s your purse or lady’s heart

By the time you turn around

I’m nowhere to be found

‘Cause a moving target ain’t no easy mark

Well when I was a boy I went out begging for my bread

But it didn’t take too long for me to get it through my head

That if you really wanna live

You’ve gotta take what they won’t give

So I threw away my bowl and stole instead

Now I’m grown and own the streets and yeah they own me too

These days there’s nothing I can’t steal, no lady I can’t woo

And even though I’ve got no crown

I’m king of every cutpurse now

And there’s no use denyin’ ‘cause it’s true

That what’s yours is mine

And boy I think you’ll find

That whether it’s your purse or lady’s heart

By the time you turn around

I’m nowhere to be found

‘Cause a moving target ain’t no easy mark

Yeah honey I’m the king of thieves, you’re standing in my court

I guess beside the palace it might fall a little short

But it’s got music and cheap wine

And the barkeep’s girl is mighty fine

A brawl a day is nothing to report

So grab a chair and grab a pint and let yourself relax

Keep one eye on your pocket and one hand on your axe

‘Cause while I’d like to be a friend

There’s something on which I depend

That everybody owes his king a tax

What’s yours is mine

And boy I think you’ll find

That whether it’s your purse or lady’s heart

By the time you turn around

I’m nowhere to be found

‘Cause a moving target ain’t no easy mark

What’s yours is mine

What’s yours is mine

No a moving target ain’t no easy mark