The Highwayman
The Highwayman - Phil Ochs
The wind was a torrent of darkness
Among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon
Tossed upon the cloudy seas
The road was a ribbon of moonlight
Over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding
Riding riding
Yes the highwayman came riding
Up to the old indoor
Over the cobbles he clattered
And clashed in the dark innyard
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters
But all was locked and barred;
So he whistled a tune to the window
Who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black eyed daughter
Bess the landlord's daughter
Plaiting a dark red love knot
Into her long black hair
One kiss my bonny sweetheart
I'm after a prize tonight
But I shall be back with the yellow gold
Before the morning light;
Yet if they press me sharply
And harry me through the day
Then look for me by moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
And I'll come to thee by moonlight
Though hell should bar the way
He did not come at the dawning;
No he did not come at noon
And out of the tawny sunset
Before the rise of the moon
When the road was a gypsy's ribbon
Looping the purple moor
Oh a red coat troop came marching
Marching marching
King George's men came marching
Up to the old indoor
They boought the landlow catter
With many a sniggering jest;
They had bound a musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
Now keep good watch
And they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
Look for me by moonlight
Watch for me by moonlight
And I'll come to thee by moonlight
Though hell should bar the way
Look for me by moonlight
Look it again in clear
Watch for me by moonlight
Where they dead that they did not here for he
Road down the Gypsy highway
She brings one final brother
That her finger move then the moon light
Her must keep shat her the moonlight
And then shat her brighten the moonlight
And walk him with her down
Oh
He turned; he spurred to the west;
He did not know who stood
Now with her black over follow down
Drenched with her own red blood
No not till the dawn had heard it;
And his face grew grey to hear
How Bess the landlord's daughter
The landlord's black eyed daughter
Had watched for her love in the moonlight
And died in the darkness there
Back he spurred like a madman
Shrieking a curse to the sky
With the white road smoking
Behind him and his rapier
Brandished high
Blood red were the spurs
Then the golden noon;
Wine red was his velvet coat
When they shot him down
On the highway
Down like a dog on the highway
And he lay in his blood on the highway
With the bunch of lace at his throat
And still of a winter's night they say
When the wind is in the trees
When the moon is a ghostly galleon
Tossed upon the cloudy seas
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight
Over the purple moor
Oh a highwayman comes riding
Riding riding
Yes a highwayman comes riding
Up to the old indoor
The HighwaymanLRC歌词
[00:00.81]The Highwayman - Phil Ochs
[00:04.31]The wind was a torrent of darkness
[00:06.81]
[00:08.44]Among the gusty trees
[00:12.37]The moon was a ghostly galleon
[00:14.63]
[00:15.52]Tossed upon the cloudy seas
[00:18.80]The road was a ribbon of moonlight
[00:22.84]Over the purple moor
[00:25.84]And the highwayman came riding
[00:29.65]Riding riding
[00:32.16]Yes the highwayman came riding
[00:36.32]Up to the old indoor
[00:40.55]Over the cobbles he clattered
[00:43.55]And clashed in the dark innyard
[00:47.04]And he tapped with his whip on the shutters
[00:50.77]But all was locked and barred;
[00:54.35]So he whistled a tune to the window
[00:58.27]Who should be waiting there
[01:01.12]But the landlord's black eyed daughter
[01:06.10]Bess the landlord's daughter
[01:09.12]Plaiting a dark red love knot
[01:12.79]Into her long black hair
[01:16.45]One kiss my bonny sweetheart
[01:18.82]
[01:19.87]I'm after a prize tonight
[01:23.44]But I shall be back with the yellow gold
[01:27.21]Before the morning light;
[01:30.56]Yet if they press me sharply
[01:34.04]And harry me through the day
[01:37.41]Then look for me by moonlight
[01:41.81]Watch for me by the moonlight
[01:44.58]And I'll come to thee by moonlight
[01:48.46]Though hell should bar the way
[01:52.59]He did not come at the dawning;
[01:55.83]No he did not come at noon
[01:59.41]And out of the tawny sunset
[02:02.97]Before the rise of the moon
[02:06.07]When the road was a gypsy's ribbon
[02:10.10]Looping the purple moor
[02:13.02]Oh a red coat troop came marching
[02:16.55]Marching marching
[02:19.55]King George's men came marching
[02:22.74]Up to the old indoor
[02:26.20]They boought the landlow catter
[02:29.92]With many a sniggering jest;
[02:33.38]They had bound a musket beside her
[02:36.58]With the barrel beneath her breast
[02:39.85]Now keep good watch
[02:42.20]And they kissed her
[02:44.05]She heard the dead man say
[02:47.13]
[02:48.02]Look for me by moonlight
[02:50.38]
[02:51.82]Watch for me by moonlight
[02:54.51]And I'll come to thee by moonlight
[02:58.50]Though hell should bar the way
[03:03.03]Look for me by moonlight
[03:06.36]Look it again in clear
[03:10.08]Watch for me by moonlight
[03:12.61]Where they dead that they did not here for he
[03:17.00]Road down the Gypsy highway
[03:20.17]She brings one final brother
[03:23.04]That her finger move then the moon light
[03:27.40]Her must keep shat her the moonlight
[03:29.73]
[03:30.33]And then shat her brighten the moonlight
[03:34.54]And walk him with her down
[03:38.02]Oh
[03:38.32]He turned; he spurred to the west;
[03:41.65]He did not know who stood
[03:45.19]Now with her black over follow down
[03:48.20]Drenched with her own red blood
[03:51.27]No not till the dawn had heard it;
[03:55.42]And his face grew grey to hear
[03:58.71]How Bess the landlord's daughter
[04:03.15]The landlord's black eyed daughter
[04:05.99]Had watched for her love in the moonlight
[04:09.83]And died in the darkness there
[04:14.18]Back he spurred like a madman
[04:17.28]Shrieking a curse to the sky
[04:20.65]With the white road smoking
[04:22.49]Behind him and his rapier
[04:25.31]Brandished high
[04:27.57]Blood red were the spurs
[04:29.34]Then the golden noon;
[04:31.37]Wine red was his velvet coat
[04:34.29]When they shot him down
[04:36.15]On the highway
[04:38.43]Down like a dog on the highway
[04:41.35]And he lay in his blood on the highway
[04:45.33]With the bunch of lace at his throat
[04:49.36]And still of a winter's night they say
[04:52.88]When the wind is in the trees
[04:56.35]When the moon is a ghostly galleon
[05:00.46]Tossed upon the cloudy seas
[05:03.65]When the road is a ribbon of moonlight
[05:07.83]Over the purple moor
[05:10.95]Oh a highwayman comes riding
[05:14.76]Riding riding
[05:17.64]Yes a highwayman comes riding
[05:21.78]Up to the old indoor