When first I came to Louisville some pleasure there to 
find
A damsel there from Lexington was pleasing to my mind
Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips like arrows pierced my 
breasts
And the name she bore was Flora, the Lily of the West

I courted lovely Flora, some pleasure there to find
But she turned unto another man, which sore distressed my 
mind
She robbed me of my liberty, deprived me of my rest
Then go my lovely Flora, the Lily of the West

Way down in yonder shady grove, a man of high degree
Conversing with my Flora there, it seemed so strange to 
me
And the answer that she gave to him, it sure did me 
oppress
I was betrayed by Flora, the Lily of the West

I stepped up to my rival, my dagger in my hand
I seized him by the collar and I boldly bade him stand
Being mad to desperation, I pierced him in the breast
Then go my lovely Flora, the Lily of the West

I had to stand my trial, I had to make my plea
They placed me in the criminal box and then commenced on 
me
Although she swore my life away, deprived me of my rest
Still I love my faithless Flora, the Lily of the West