The Highwayman

Out of the cloak of shadows
Thundering beats of heavy hooves
Silloette in black moonlight
Pistol, sword, and stolen loves
The highwayman's life I lead
The highwayman's life I need

Only home; the windswept road
Hot steel for any willing tart
The cavalier of larceny
Riding high over broken hearts
The highwayman's life I lead
The highwayman's life I need

If its not a secluded moor
I'll lay my head on any warm breasts
If not a lone maid, lost
'Tis a rich man's purse, per my request
The highwayman's life I lead
The highwayman's life I need

Bathed in blood; rinsed in whiskey
Cloaked in shadow; freed with the wind
Chased by chaste women; hunted by men
Perfect life; infamy, fortune, and sin
The highwayman's life I lead
The highwayman's life I need

Galloping hard on the road
Riding fast over some maid's virtue
Destined for an early, early grave
My invitation, lady, is for you
The highwayman's life I lead
The highwayman's life I need