The Highwayman's Tale
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The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees.
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding-
Riding- riding-
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
The story of the doomed love between a thieving highwayman, and an innkeepers daughter.
Inspired and based on the poem The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes.
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