Highwayman - Amazing Blondel

Wind in his hair, riding across the night,

life isa jet black mare and a coach in sight.

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He’s a footpad, brigand, he’s a tricorned villain

and he’s ill met by moonlight.

Hear «stand' deliver"feel a spinechill shiver

for he’s ill met by moolight.

Fear the dice he throws, his power to excite,

Love is a dark eyed rose and her bed for the night.

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Back to the Inn, box up the mare,

un-load his spoils, count them with care,

Orders his beef, laughs with his wine, up to her room for the love

he’s inclined.

Danger as a friend for betrayal’s

an easy slope.

Death is the gallows end of a

hangman’s rope.

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