Moon was a ghostly galleon
When the highwayman came riding, riding, riding, yes,
the highwayman came riding up to the golden door
he cracked with his whip on the window
but all was locked in bar
so he whistled a tune to the window
Who should be waiting there
Best the landlord's daughter
Plating a dark red love knot
Now, one kiss, my Bonnie sweetheart
for I'm after prize tonight
yet if they should press me sharply
an d Harry me through the day
whoa look for me by moonlight
watch for me by moonlight
And I'll come to thee by moonlight,
Though hell should bar the way.
No, he did not come at the dawning,
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
Oh, a redcoat troop came marching,
King George's men came marching
With many a snickering jest
And they bound the musket beside her
With a barrel beneath her breast
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
watch for me by moonlight
for the deaf that they did not hear for
he wrote on the gypsy's highway
she breathed one final breath
and her finger moved in the moonlight
her musket shattered the moonlight
and warned him with her death
he spurred on yes to the West
for he did not know who stood bowed
with a black hair of flowing down
drenched in her own red blood twas
not till the dawn that he heard it
and his face grew gray to hear how best the landlord's daughter,
the landlord's black -eyed daughter,
had watched for her love in the moonlight
and died in the darkness there.
Then he spurred on like a madman,
shrieking a curse to the sky,
with the white road smoking be hind him
and his rapier brandished high
when they shot him down on
Down like a dog on the highway
and he lay in his blood on the highway
with a bunch of lace at his throat,
but still on a winter's night
when the wind is in the trees,
when the moon is a ghostly galle
When the road is a ribbon of highway,
Oh, the highwayman comes riding,
Yes, the highwayman comes riding,