I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride Sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed his
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 shed
Es war einmal ein Räuber (u-hu-hu) der lebte tief im Wald. (Na so ein Kerl!) Er liebte alle Mädchen jung und alt. (Ach ihr Mädchen h&
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 shed
Von der Festung drA¶hnt derbe MA¤nnerstimme Rauher kehle Sang, hell die GlA¤ser klingen. Beherrschen dies Gebiet, singen stolz ihr Lied Raubritter
The dust the Dreamking and I. Kept restrained like the flesh between the ribbons. We did what the sun forbade us to. Oh how mournful we are, soon to
Alas he was the highwayman The one that comes and goes And only the highway-woman Keeps up with the likes of those And she in all her magic With hands
[Originally by Ved Buens Ende] The dust the Dreamking and I. Kept restrained like the flesh between the ribbons. We did what the sun forbade us to.
5 & 95 go up & down. 10, 80, 90 go East and West. There's nothing I don't know about these roads, and I'm willing to take a test. The Highwayman is on
ein schoener junger prinz. verirrte sich im wald. ploetzlich wurde es dunkel. da packten ihn die raeuber. doch einer von den raeubern liebte diesen prinzen
Southern bound from Glasgow town She's shining in the sun My Scotson Lassie on the border run We're whistling down the hillsides And tearing up the climbs
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
I gave up fighting I've come to see these halos Am I now worse off for this one night? All come enchanted, welcomed by the halos All the while we
(borg, dregen) I´ve been here, been there I´ve been every God damn where You´re a robber of life And if you were a woman would you
Uh huh, you've got an unnerving face Twitching eyes like Norman Bates You got a cigarette eye on a mirror Farm boy brown gas station sweeper You took
My daddy was a bank robber But he never hurt nobody He just loved to lift that bank And he loved Never loved a shovel, break The old man spoke up in
When willie met ronnie he was runnin' up a track He was bent down, burned out, carryin' a sack Come on boy, you got to stop and help me some And keep
Pre By alfred noyes --------------------------------- Part one I The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon