Capo on 3rd (how I play it) Intro: Am Am7 C G Am Strumming pattern for intro: Am || Am7 | C ||| G ||| Am ||| Verse: Am C G Am The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees Am C G Am The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon the cloudy seas Dm G C G The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor Dm G C And the highwayman came riding, G
Riding, riding, Am C G Dm The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door. Am C G Am He'd a French cocked hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin, Am C G Am A coat of claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin; Dm G C G They fitted with nary a wrinkle; his boots were up to the thigh Dm G C And he rode with a jewelled twinkle, G His pistol butts a-twinkle, Am C G Dm His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky. Am C G Am Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark innyard, Am C G Am And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred; Dm G C G He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there? Dm G C But the landlord's black-eyed daughter, G Bess, the landlord's daughter, Am C G Dm Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair. Am C G Am "One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize tonight, Am C G Am But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light; Dm G C G Yet if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day, Dm G C Then look for me by the moonlight, G Watch for me by the moonlight, Am C G Dm I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way. Am C G Am He rose upright in the stirrups; he scarce could reach her hand Am C G Am But she loosened her hair i' the casement! His face burnt like a brand Dm G C G As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast; Dm G C And he kissed its waves in the moonlight, G (Oh, sweet waves in the moonlight!) Am C G Dm Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west. INTRO X2 Am C G Am He did not come at the dawning; he did not come at noon, Am C G Am And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise o' the moon, Dm G C G When the road was a gypsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor, Dm G C A red-coat troop came marching, G Marching, marching Am C G Dm King George's men came marching, up to the old inn-door. Am C G They said no word to the landlord, they drank his ale instead, Am C G But they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed Dm G C G Two of them knelt at the casement, with muskets at their side! Dm G C There was death at every window G And hell at one dark window; Am C G For Bess could see, through the casement, Dm The road that he would ride. Am C G Am They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest; Am C G Am They had bound a musket beside her, with the barrel beneath her breast! Dm G C "now keep good watch!" And they kissed her. G She heard the dead man say Dm G C "Look for me by the moonlight G Watch for me by the moonlight Am C G Dm I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way!" Am C G Am She twisted her hands behind her, but all the knots held good! Am C G Am She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood! Dm G C G They stretched and strained in the darkness and the hours crawled by like years! Dm G C Till, now, on the stroke of midnight, G Cold, on the stroke of midnight, Am C G The tip of one finger touched it! Dm The trigger at least was hers! INTRO X2 Am C G Am Totelot-totelot! Had they heard it? The horse's hooves rang clear Am C G Am Totelot-totelot, in the distance! Were they deaf that they did not hear? Dm G C G Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill, Dm G C The highwayman came riding, G Riding, riding! Am C G The red-coats looked to their priming! Dm She stood up straight and still! Am C G Am Totelot in the frosty silence! Totelot, in the echoing night! Am C G Am Nearer he came and nearer! Her face was like a light! Dm G C G Her eyes grew wide for a moment! She drew one last deep breath, Dm G C Then her finger moved in the moonlight, G Her musket shattered the moonlight, Am C G Dm Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him with her death. INTRO x2 Am C G Am He turned; he spurred to the west; he did not know she stood Am C G Am Bowed, with her head o'er the musket, drenched with her own red blood! Dm G C G Not till the dawn he heard it; his face grew grey to hear Dm G C How Bess, the landlord's daughter, G The landlord's black-eyed daughter, Am C G Am Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there. Am C G Am Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky Am C G Am With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high! Dm G C G Blood-red were the spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat, Dm G C When they shot him down on the highway, G Down like a dog on the highway, Am C G Dm And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat. INTRO X4 Am C G Am Still of a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees, Am C G Am When the moon is a ghostly galleon, tossed upon the cloudy seas, Dm G C G When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, Dm G C A highwayman comes riding, G Riding, riding, Am C G Dm A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door. INTRO X4