The wind is a warning
These fields turn to, to sand
My family will not answer me now
Damned, damned, damned, I am
Loving the highway man
Damned, damned, damned, I am
Loving the highway man
Damned, damned, damned, I am
Loving the highway man
Don't say where this ring came from
From whose shaking hands
Don't say who lies bleeding for me
Damned, damned, damned, I am
Loving the highway man
Damned, damned, damned, I am
Loving the highway man
There's a hole in the ceiling
There's no pleasure in my gain
My heart is in prison
Damned, damned, damned, I am
Loving the highway man
Damned, damned, damned, I am
Loving the highway man

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