The Wind Is a Warning These Fields Turn To Sand
The wind is a warning these fields turn 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
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
Loving the highway man
