Lyrics:
Who is this stranger who breaks every rule?
The highwayman
He isn't a rogue, and he isn't a fool
The highwayman
He's dashing and daring
Highwayman,
I'm a highwayman
I travel if a can
I'm a highwayman
I steal hearts if I can
I'm a highwayman
Stand and deliver,
Because I am a,
Highwayman!
No place
of moonlight, over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding-
Riding-riding-
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He'd a french
Time universal bummer
The inner city highwayman
The inner city highwayman
He's got no imagination
There's nothing to him at all
He's talked to himself
of moonlight
Over the purple moor
When the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding
Up to the old inn door
He'd a French cocked
of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding up to the old inn-door
He'd a French cocked-hat
of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding,
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He'd a French cocked
of moonlight
Over the purple moor
When the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding
Up to the old inn door
He'd a French cocked
HIGHWAY MAN
Mr highwayman, tell me where it is,
Mr highwayman, tell me where it is,
Can you help me along,
someone told me you had been
Mr
Down on the highway
On the eastern shore
All through the valley
To the western ward
The Highwayman
Running down the fool
The Highwayman
Stand
of moonlight
Over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding, riding, riding
Yes, the highwayman came riding
Up to the old inn door
Over the cobbles he
of moonlight
Over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding, riding, riding
Yes, the highwayman came riding
Up to the old inn door
Over the cobbles he
You conquer me with your arrows of light
Like a highwayman you kill in the night
Every riverside bar knows you
And every lady loves you
Don't ask me
There's no-one in the whole wide world can ever steal his shoes
Under a cloudless sky
The highwayman is hungry, hanging high in chains
His body may be
salute
I'm here to serve
when you lose, I win
I can, I am
I am the highwayman
if you’re in my shoes, you see I can
I am the highwayman
not riding
I am the valiant highwayman; I’m a man of well renown,
I’ll never live in slavery; I’ll never serve the crown.
In Botany Bay I landed, in a convict
the wind
Like a banshee cry
Careful with your heart
For you don’t need to go there
Never sell your soul
To the highwayman in the sky
Wearing a scarlet cape
I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads, I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many
I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many
nothin' left
But some blood where the body fell
That is, nothin' left that you could sell
Just junk all across the horizon
A real highwayman's farewell
nothin' left
But some blood where the body fell
That is, nothin' left that you could sell
Just junk all across the horizon
A real highwayman's farewell
I was a highwayman along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier
I was a highwayman along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier
I was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many
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