Phil Ochs - The highwayman

T^Che wind was a torrent of ^Emdarkness Amo^Amng the gusty trees The mo^Emon was a ghostly g^Falleon To^Dmssed upon cloudy ^G7seas And the ro^Cad was a ribbon of ^Emmoonlight O^Amver the purple moor And the ^Fhighwayman came r^Ciding, r^Eiding, ^Amriding Yes, the h^Fighwayman came r^Cidin^Amg ^DmUp to the old inn ^G7door

O^Cver the cobbles he c^Emlattered And c^Amlashed in the darkened yard And he t^Emapped with his whip at the ^Fwindow B^Dmut all was locked and b^G7arred So he w^Chistled a tune to the w^Emindow A^Amnd who should be waiting there But the ^Flandlord's black eyed d^Caughter ^EBess the landlord's d^Amaughter P^Flaiting a dark red ^Clove k^Amnot I^Dmnto her long black ^G7hair

O^Cne kiss, my bonny s^Emweetheart For I'm a^Amfter a prize tonight But ^EmI shall be back with the ^Fyellow gold B^Dmefore the morning ^G7light Yet ^Cif they press me s^Emharply H^Amarry me through the day Oh, then l^Fook for me ^Cby moonlight W^Eatch for me ^Amby moonlight And I'll c^Fome to thee by ^Cmoonli^Amght ^DmThough Hell should bar the ^G7way

H^Ce did not come at the ^Emdawning ^AmNo, he did not come at the noon And o^Emut of the tawny s^Funset ^DmBefore the rise of the ^G7moon W^Chen the road was a gypsy's r^Emibbon L^Amooping the purple moor Oh a r^Fedcoat troop came m^Carching, ^Emarching, ^Ammarching ^FKing George's men came m^Carchi^Amng ^DmUp to the old inn d^G7oor

A^Cnd they bound the landlord's d^Emaughter With m^Amany a sniggering jest And they ^Embound the musket bes^Fide her With the ^Dmbarrel beneath her ^G7breast N^Cow keep good watch and they kissed ^Emher ^AmShe heard the dead man say "Oh ^Flook for me ^Cby moonlight ^EWatch for me ^Amby moonlight And I'll ^Fcome to thee ^Cby moonl^Amight Though H^Dmell should bar the ^G7way"

^CLook for me ^Emby moonlight ^AmHoofbeats rining clear ^EmWatch for me b^Fy moonlight Were they d^Dmeaf that they did not ^G7hear F^Cor he rode on the gypsy h^Emighway S^Amhe breathed one final breath Then her f^Finger moved in the ^Cmoonlight Her m^Eusket shattered the m^Amoonlight And it sh^Fattered her breast in the m^Coonli^Amght And w^Dmarned him with her ^G7death

^COh he turned; he spurred on to the ^Emwest ^AmHe did not know who stood O^Emut with her black hair a ^Fflowing down ^DmDrenched with her own red b^G7lood O^Ch not 'til the dawn had he h^Emeard it A^Amnd his face grew gray to hear H^Fow Bess the landlord's ^Cdaughter The ^Elandlord's black eyed ^Amdaughter Had w^Fatched for her love in the ^Cmoonl^Amight And d^Dmied in the darkness t^G7here

B^Cack he spurred like a ^Emmadman Shrieking a curse to the s^Amky With the w^Emhite road smoking ^Fbehind him And his r^Dmapier brandished ^Ghigh B^Clood red were his spurs in the g^Emolden noon ^AmWine red his velvet coat When they s^Fhot him down on the ^Chighway D^Eown like a dog on the h^Amighway And he ^Flay in his blood on the h^Cighway With a b^Funch of lace at his ^Gthroat

^CAnd still on a winter's ^Emnight they say When the ^Amwind is in the trees When the ^Emmoon is a ghostly ^Fgalleon ^DmTossed upon cloudy s^G7eas ^CWhen the road is a ribbon of m^Emoonlight ^AmOver the purple moor Oh the h^Fighwayman comes r^Ciding, ^Eriding, r^Amiding Yes the h^Fighwayman comes r^Cidin^Amg ^DmUp to the old inn ^G7door ^C