Un Flambeau, Jeanette, Isabelle-Loreena McKennitt

[01:08.30]the wind was a torrent of darkness [01:10.89]among the gusty trees [01:12.64] [01:13.35]the moon was a ghostly galleon [01:15.81] [01:16.35]tossed upon the cloudy seas [01:18.85]the road was a ribbon of moonlight [01:22.00]over the purple moor [01:24.06] [01:24.69]and the highwayman came riding [01:26.94] [01:27.50]riding, riding [01:29.87] [01:30.81]the highwayman came riding [01:32.57] [01:33.19]up to the old inn-door [01:35.69] [01:37.78]he'd a french cocked hat on his forehead [01:40.42]a bunch of lace at his chin [01:42.54] [01:43.11]a coat of claret velvet [01:45.18] [01:45.99]and breeches of brown doe-skin [01:48.06] [01:48.75]they fitted with never a wrinkle [01:51.51]his boots were up to the thigh [01:54.32]and he rode with a jeweled twinkle [01:56.66] [01:57.22]his pistol butts a-twinkle [01:59.04] [02:00.29]his rapier hilt a-twinkle [02:02.05] [02:02.80]under the jeweled sky [02:04.88] [02:07.51]and over the cobbles he clattered [02:09.89]and clashed in the dark inn yard [02:12.08] [02:12.71]and he tapped with his whip on the shutters [02:15.66]but all was locked and barred [02:18.11]he whistled a tune to the window [02:21.31]and who should be waiting there [02:23.26] [02:24.00]but the landlord's black-eyed daughter [02:26.20] [02:26.83]bess, the landlord's daughter [02:29.21] [02:30.15]plaiting a dark red love-knot [02:32.47]into her long black hair [02:34.49] [02:37.11]"one kiss, my bonny sweetheart [02:39.49]i'm after a prize tonight [02:41.56] [02:42.56]but i shall be back with the yellow gold [02:45.46]before the morning light [02:47.27] [02:48.27]yet if they press me sharply [02:50.33] [02:50.97]and harry me through the day [02:53.03] [02:53.65]then look for me by the moonlight [02:56.56]watch for me by the moonlight [02:58.80] [02:59.70]i'll come to thee by the moonlight [03:02.25]though hell should bar the way [03:04.17] [03:06.67]he rose upright in the stirrups [03:09.19]he scarce could reach her hand [03:11.38] [03:12.14]but she loosened her hair in the casement [03:14.85]his face burnt like a brand [03:16.91] [03:17.60]as the black cascade of the perfume [03:20.54]came tumbling over his breast [03:22.54] [03:23.29]and he kissed its waves in the moonlight [03:25.62] [03:26.30]oh, sweet waves in the moonlight [03:28.38] [03:29.06]he tugged at his rein in the moonlight [03:31.89]and galloped away to the west [03:34.39] [04:00.39]he did not come at the dawning [04:02.26] [04:02.83]he did not come at noon [04:04.96] [04:05.83]and out of the tawny sunset [04:08.41]before the rise o' the moon [04:10.55] [04:11.42]when the road was a gypsy's ribbon [04:13.60] [04:14.10]looping the purple moor [04:16.26] [04:17.00]a red-coat troop came marching [04:19.27] [04:20.01]marching, marching [04:21.59] [04:22.90]king george's men came marching [04:24.71] [04:25.58]up to the old inn-door [04:27.86] [04:29.98]they said no word to the landlord [04:31.94] [04:32.56]they drank his ale instead [04:34.32] [04:35.26]but they gagged his daughter and bound her [04:38.14]to the foot of her narrow bed [04:40.34] [04:40.90]two of them knelt at the casement [04:43.73]with muskets at their side [04:45.61] [04:46.42]there was death at every window [04:48.50] [04:49.44]hell at one dark window [04:51.62] [04:52.43]for bess could see through the casement [04:55.08]the road that he would ride [04:57.20] [04:59.72]they had tied her up to attention [05:02.17]with many a niggering jest [05:04.23] [05:04.97]they had bound a musket beside her [05:07.86]with the barrel beneath her breast [05:09.70] [05:10.39]"now keep good watch", and they kissed her [05:13.59]she heard the dead man say [05:16.23]"look for me by the moonlight [05:18.53] [05:19.30]watch for me by the moonlight [05:21.42] [05:22.01]i'll come to thee by the moonlight [05:24.76]though hell should bar the way" [05:26.77] [05:29.12]she twisted her hands behind her [05:31.18]but all the knots held good [05:33.52] [05:34.95]she writhed her hands till her fingers [05:37.53]were wet with sweat or blood [05:39.54] [05:40.42]they stretched and strained in the darkness [05:43.11]and the hours crawled by like years [05:45.25] [05:45.93]till now on the stroke of midnight [05:48.13] [05:48.76]cold on the stroke of midnight [05:50.96] [05:51.71]the tip of one finger touched it [05:54.34]the trigger at least was hers [05:56.37] [06:13.08]tlot-tlot, tlot-tlot, had they heard it? [06:15.35] [06:15.90]the horses hoofs ring clear [06:17.67] [06:18.61]tlot-tlot, tlot-tlot, in the distance [06:21.30]were they deaf that they did not hear? [06:23.38] [06:24.50]down the ribbon of moonlight [06:26.45] [06:27.08]over the brow of the hill [06:29.13] [06:29.71]the highwayman came riding [06:31.71] [06:32.54]riding, riding [06:34.28] [06:35.86]the red-coats looked to their priming [06:37.61] [06:38.17]she stood up straight and still [06:40.05] [06:42.57]tlot, in the frosty silence [06:44.46] [06:45.20]tlot, in the echoing night [06:47.20] [06:48.21]nearer he came and nearer [06:50.27] [06:50.85]her face was like a light [06:52.97] [06:53.74]her eyes grew wide for a moment [06:56.50]she drew one last deep breath [06:58.56] [06:59.24]then her finger moved in the moonlight [07:02.13]her musket shattered the moonlight [07:04.44] [07:05.26]shattered her breast in the moonlight [07:07.75]and warned him with her death [07:09.81] [07:12.34]he turned, he spurred to the west [07:14.85]he did not know she stood [07:16.94] [07:17.82]bowed with her head o'er the musket [07:20.40]drenched with her own red blood [07:22.60] [07:23.29]not till the dawn he heard it [07:26.11]his face grew gray to hear [07:28.31] [07:28.94]how bess, the landlord's daughter [07:31.04] [07:31.73]the landlord's black-eyed daughter [07:33.98] [07:34.60]had watched for her love in the moonlight [07:37.36]and died in the darkness there [07:39.87] [07:41.93]and back, he spurred like a madman [07:44.44]shrieking a curse to the sky [07:47.27]with the white road smoking behind him [07:50.09]and his rapier brandished high [07:51.98] [07:52.85]blood-red were the spurs in the gold moon [07:55.92]wine-red was his velvet coat [07:57.88] [07:58.50]when they shot him down on the highway [08:01.39]down like a dog on the highway [08:03.58] [08:04.15]and he lay in his blood on the highway [08:07.09]with the bunch of lace at his throat [08:09.24] [08:27.30]still of a winter's night, they say [08:29.92]when the wind is in the trees [08:31.94] [08:32.49]when the moon is a ghostly galleon [08:35.19]tossed upon the cloudy seas [08:37.08] [08:38.20]when the road is a ribbon of moonlight [08:41.01]over the purple moor [08:43.04] [08:43.66]a highwayman comes riding [08:45.92] [08:46.80]riding, riding [08:48.56] [08:49.93]a highwayman comes riding [08:51.43] [08:52.55]up to the old inn-door [08:55.14] [09:10.31]