.The wind was a torrent of darkness
Among the gusty trees
The moon was a ghostly galleon
Tossed upon cloudy seas
And the road was a ribbon of moonlight
Over the purple moor>
And the highwayman came riding, riding, riding
Yes, the highwayman came riding
Up to the old inn.
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