the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling ?? my darling ?? my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea
I was a highwayman Along the coach roads I did ride With sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid Lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed
I was a highwayman Along the coach roads, I did ride My sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her babbles to my trade Many a soldier shed
I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride With sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed
so,all the night-tide,I lie down by the side Of my darling my life and my bride, In the sepulcher there by the sea In her tomb by the sounding sea
in her sepulchre there by the sea in her tomb by the sounding sea I lie down by her side all the night - tide oh my darling my darling - my bride her
I was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did ride With sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed
Kris Kristofferson) I was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did ride With sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
It was a relic of another time plundered from an ancient tomb wrought by forgotten arts inscribed with cryptic runes They called us fierce marauders
and humming, to once savage voice of the roaring sea. The boy has built a catacomb, he is living in a tomb, below the ground, where there's no sound,
alone to face an eternal night [Part 3: Union] Lying on broken ground in the shadows never to be found Her daylight's night her world is cold Her spirit
to face an eternal night Part 3: Union Lying on broken ground in the shadows never to be found Her daylight?s night her world is cold Her spirit?s lost