Текст (слова) песни: Phil Ochs - Highwayman

The wind was a torrent of darkness
Among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon
Tossed upon cloudy seas
And 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 inn door
Over the cobbles he clattered
And clashed in the darkened yard
And he tapped with his whip at the window
But all was locked and barred
So he whistled a tune to the window
And 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
For 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
Harry me through the day
Oh, then look for me by moonlight
Watch for me by 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 the 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 redcoat troop came marching, marching, marching
King George`s men came marching
Up to the old inn door
And they bound the landlord`s daughter
with many a sniggering jest
And they bound the musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
Now keep good watch and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Oh 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
Hoof beats ringing clear
Watch for me by moonlight
Were they deaf that they did not hear
For he rode on the gypsy highway
She breathed one final breath
Then her finger moved in the moonlight
Her musket shattered the moonlight
And it shattered her breast in the moonlight
And warned him with her death
Oh he turned; he spurred on to the west
He did not know who stood
Out with her black hair a flowing down
Drenched with her own red blood
Oh not `til the dawn had he heard it
And his face grew gray 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 his spurs in the golden noon
Wine red 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 a bunch of lace at his throat
And still on a winter`s night they say
When the wind is in the trees
When the moon is a ghostly galleon
Tossed upon cloudy seas
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight
Over the purple moor
Oh the highwayman comes riding, riding, riding
Yes the highwayman comes riding
Up to the old inn door.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Phil Ochs - Highwayman The wind was a torrent of darkness Among the gusty trees The moon was a ghostly galleon Tossed upon cloudy seas And 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 inn door Over the cobbles he clattered And clashed in the darkened yard And he tapped with his whip at the window But all was locked and barred So he whistled a tune to the window And 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 For 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 Harry me through the day Oh, then look for me by moonlight Watch for me by 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 the 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 redcoat troop came marching, marching, marching King George`s men came marching Up to the old inn door And they bound the landlord`s daughter with many a sniggering jest And they bound the musket beside her With the barrel beneath her breast Now keep good watch and they kissed her She heard the dead man say "Oh 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 Hoof beats ringing clear Watch for me by moonlight Were they deaf that they did not hear For he rode on the gypsy highway She breathed one final breath Then her finger moved in the moonlight Her musket shattered the moonlight And it shattered her breast in the moonlight And warned him with her death Oh he turned; he spurred on to the west He did not know who stood Out with her black hair a flowing down Drenched with her own red blood Oh not `til the dawn had he heard it And his face grew gray 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 his spurs in the golden noon Wine red 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 a bunch of lace at his throat And still on a winter`s night they say When the wind is in the trees When the moon is a ghostly galleon Tossed upon cloudy seas When the road is a ribbon of moonlight Over the purple moor Oh the highwayman comes riding, riding, riding Yes the highwayman comes riding Up to the old inn door. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Highwayman: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/115/1/13119.html Все тексты песен: Phil Ochs » Phil Ochs - The Sad and Silent Song of a Soldier » Phil Ochs - Hunger and Cold » Phil Ochs - The Power And The Glory » Phil Ochs - The World Began In Eden And Ended in Los » Phil Ochs - How High`s the Watergate » Phil Ochs - Your Eyes Will Taste Of The Flowers » Phil Ochs - I`m Tired » Phil Ochs - I`m Going To Say It Now » Phil Ochs - I Ain`t Marching Anymore » Phil Ochs - I`ve Had Her » Phil Ochs - I`ll Be There » Phil Ochs - Doesn`t Lenny Live Here Anymore » Phil Ochs - You Can`t Get Stoned Enough » Phil Ochs - Here`s to the State of Richard Nixon » Phil Ochs - The Parade`s Still Passing By » Phil Ochs - Highwayman » Phil Ochs - Sailors and Soldiers » Phil Ochs - Here`s to the State of Mississippi Рекомендуем скачать: » Евгений Клячкин - Песенка об утреннем городе » Евгений Клячкин - Романс князя Мышкина и комментарий » Евгения Голосовская - Ах, оставьте Ваши басни... » Евгений Клячкин - Извинение » Елена Фролова - Только ты и поймешь мое сердце... » Евгения Козина - Ну, здравствуйте! Который век... » Ефим Ташлицкий - Что время? » Евгений Клячкин - Иуда » Елена Гурфинкель - Написано » Евгений Клячкин - Вот накатанный путь... » Е.Гетманский - Люди встречаются » Елена Казанцева - Я лечу по шоссе... » Евгений Клячкин - На Театральной площади немножко театрально... » Евгений Коблик - Рыцарская » Елена Квасницкая - Ты не заметил... (Катуньская) » Елена Фролова - Голова кружится, день упал с дерева... » Елена Елизарьева - Жизнь уходит направо, налево... » Елена Фролова - Когда бы не время, когда бы не сила... » Елена Водовозова - Ты или Он » Е.Кауфман - Виртуальность
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