Оригинален текст
written by Andy Prieboy
© Songs of Universal Inc/ Before the War Music (BMI)
The wind is a warning
These fields turn to sand
My family will not answer me now
d*mned, d*mned, d*mned I am
Loving the highwayman
d*mned, d*mned, d*mned I am
Loving the highwayman
d*mned, d*mned, d*mned I am
Loving the highwayman
Don't say where this ring came from
From whose shaking hand
Don't say who lies bleeding for me
d*mned, d*mned, d*mned I am
Loving the highwayman
d*mned, d*mned, d*mned I am
Loving the highwayman
Loving the highwayman
There's a hole in the ceiling
There's no pleasure in my gain
My heart is in prison
d*mned, d*mned, d*mned I am
Loving the highwayman
d*mned, d*mned, d*mned I am
Loving the highwayman
Loving the highwayman