The Highwayman (Live in Paris and Toronto)-Loreena McKennitt

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[00:42.15]The wind was a torrent of darkness
[00:44.91]Among the gusty trees
[00:47.22]The moon was a ghostly galleon
[00:49.83]Tossed upon the cloudy seas
[00:52.44]The road was a ribbon of moonlight
[00:55.77]Over the purple moor
[00:58.65]And the highwayman came riding
[01:01.02]Riding riding
[01:03.57]The highwayman came riding
[01:05.91]Up to the old inn-door
[01:09.84]He'd a French cocked hat on his forehead
[01:12.57]A bunch of lace at his chin
[01:15.21]A coat of claret velvet
[01:17.91]And breeches of brown doe-skin
[01:20.46]They fitted with never a wrinkle
[01:23.19]His boots were up to the thigh
[01:25.80]And he rode with a jeweled twinkle
[01:28.53]His pistol butts a-twinkle
[01:31.29]His rapier hilt a-twinkle
[01:33.90]Under the jeweled sky
[01:38.25]And over the cobbles he clattered
[01:40.53]And clashed in the dark inn yard
[01:43.32]And he tapped with his whip on the shutters
[01:45.93]But all was locked and barred
[01:48.63]He whistled a tune to the window
[01:51.33]And who should be waiting there
[01:54.06]But the landlord's black-eyed daughter
[01:56.79]Bess the landlord's daughter
[01:59.52]Plaiting a dark red love-knot
[02:01.89]Into her long black hair
[02:05.91]One kiss my bonny sweetheart
[02:08.46]I'm after a prize tonight
[02:10.35]But I shall be back with the yellow gold
[02:13.83]Before the morning light
[02:16.47]Yet if they press me sharply
[02:19.08]And harry me through the day
[02:21.93]Then look for me by the moonlight
[02:24.72]Watch for me by the moonlight
[02:27.42]I'll come to thee by the moonlight
[02:30.15]Though hell should bar the way
[02:33.75]He rose upright in the stirrups
[02:36.30]He scarce could reach her hand
[02:38.52]But she loosened her hair in the casement
[02:40.74]His face burnt like a brand
[02:44.19]As the black cascade of the perfume
[02:46.98]Came tumbling over his breast
[02:49.65]And he kissed its waves in the moonlight
[02:52.62]Oh sweet waves in the moonlight
[02:54.54]He tugged at his rein in the moonlight
[02:57.69]And galloped away to the west
[03:24.39]He did not come at the dawning
[03:26.61]He did not come at noon
[03:29.25]And out of the tawny sunset
[03:31.86]Before the rise o' the moon
[03:34.47]When the road was a gypsy's ribbon
[03:37.83]Looping the purple moor
[03:39.87]A red-coat troop came marching
[03:42.60]Marching marching
[03:44.97]King George's men came marching
[03:47.79]Up to the old inn-door
[03:51.72]They said no word to the landlord
[03:54.27]They drank his ale instead
[03:56.37]But they gagged his daughter and bound her
[03:59.58]To the foot of her narrow bed
[04:02.19]Two of them knelt at the casement
[04:04.86]With muskets at their side
[04:07.59]There was death at every window
[04:10.44]Hell at one dark window
[04:13.08]For Bess could see through the casement
[04:15.48]The road that he would ride
[04:17.57]They had tied her up to attention
[04:22.14]With many a niggering jest
[04:24.87]They had bound a musket beside her
[04:27.42]With the barrel beneath her breast
[04:30.03]Now keep good watch and they kissed her
[04:32.82]She heard the dead man say
[04:35.40]Look for me by the moonlight
[04:38.25]Watch for me by the moonlight
[04:40.53]I'll come to thee by the moonlight
[04:43.44]Though hell should bar the way
[04:47.25]She twisted her hands behind her
[04:50.16]But all the knots held good
[04:52.56]She writhed her hands till her fingers
[04:55.38]Were wet with sweat or blood
[04:58.02]They stretched and strained in the darkness
[05:00.81]And the hours crawled by like years
[05:03.36]Till now on the stroke of midnight
[05:06.03]Cold on the stroke of midnight
[05:08.97]The tip of one finger touched it
[05:11.49]The trigger at least was hers
[05:29.25]Tlot-tlot tlot-tlot had they heard it
[05:31.41]The horses hoofs ring clear
[05:33.87]Tlot-tlot tlot-tlot in the distance
[05:36.42]Were they deaf that they did not hear
[05:39.48]Down the ribbon of moonlight
[05:42.30]Over the brow of the hill
[05:44.46]The highwayman came riding
[05:48.60]Riding riding
[05:50.52]The red-coats looked to their priming
[05:52.17]She stood up straight and still
[05:56.37]Tlot in the frosty silence
[05:59.04]Tlot in the echoing night
[06:02.07]Nearer he came and nearer
[06:04.41]Her face was like a light
[06:06.93]Her eyes grew wide for a moment
[06:09.63]She drew one last deep breath
[06:12.33]Then her finger moved in the moonlight
[06:14.94]Her musket shattered the moonlight
[06:17.67]Shattered her breast in the moonlight
[06:20.19]And warned him with her death
[06:24.24]He turned he spurred to the west
[06:26.82]He did not know she stood
[06:29.46]Bowed with her head o'er the musket
[06:32.04]Drenched with her own red blood
[06:34.59]Not till the dawn he heard it
[06:37.26]His face grew gray to hear
[06:39.93]How Bess the landlord's daughter
[06:43.56]The landlord's black-eyed daughter
[06:45.33]Had watched for her love in the moonlight
[06:47.85]And died in the darkness there
[06:51.90]And back he spurred like a madman
[06:54.57]Shrieking a curse to the sky
[06:57.00]With the white road smoking behind him
[06:59.64]And his rapier brandished high
[07:02.25]Blood-red were the spurs in the gold moon
[07:05.31]Wine-red was his velvet coat
[07:07.44]When they shot him down on the highway
[07:10.08]Down like a dog on the highway
[07:12.81]And he lay in his blood on the highway
[07:14.76]With the bunch of lace at his throat
[07:34.11]Still of a winter's night they say
[07:36.54]When the wind is in the trees
[07:39.09]When the moon is a ghostly galleon
[07:41.82]Tossed upon the cloudy seas
[07:44.46]When the road is a ribbon of moonlight
[07:47.73]Over the purple moor
[07:50.13]A highwayman comes riding
[07:52.92]Riding riding
[07:55.53]A highwayman comes riding
[07:58.32]Up to the old inn-door