Just an attempt at writing a medieval ballad
[4/4, brightly]
LAST SONG OF THE HIGHWAYMAN
--J. Wrabek
1.
He shed a tear the day they led his horse away,
Blind-folded, like a prisoner of war;
Some nobleman, ‘tis said, will keep him groomed and keep him fed,
But he won’t chase through the forest in the darkness any more.
2.
There’s a gal of noble mien he’d bedded now and then
In the pine needles underneath the sky;
And the child that she carries will have the name of the man she marries
But he never will forget her, and he hopes she never tries.
CHORUS:
And the people gonna cheer, ‘cause they’re glad to see him here,
And he wouldn’t want to disappoint them now;
He’ll be brave beneath his hood—he’d salute them if he could,
From the gallows, where he’ll take his final bow—
From the gallows, where he’ll take his final bow.
3.
He said he’d give it to the poor, and he would if there was more,
But patrols are good, and the dogs were always bold;
He knew there’d come a time when he’d end his life of crime
Before a judge and a jury of the men he’d robbed for gold.
4.
Folks been being robbed a lot, but he’s the only one they’ve caught,
And they’re blaming him for everything they could;
They’ll make of him a legend, to make themselves look better,
And it almost makes up for all those cold nights in the wood.
CHORUS:
And the people gonna cheer, ‘cause they’re glad to see him here,
And he wouldn’t want to disappoint them now;
He’ll be brave beneath his hood—he’d salute them if he could,
From the gallows, where he’ll take his final bow—
From the gallows, where he’ll take his final bow.
5/BRIDGE:
They’ll invoke his name each time someone else commits a crime,
And make his little son or daughter proud;
They’ll forget he ever died, and bolt their doors against the night—
He’s goin’ down in history, and they’ll never catch him now.
CHORUS:
And the people gonna cheer, ‘cause they’re glad to see him here,
And he wouldn’t want to disappoint them now;
He’ll be brave beneath his hood—he’d salute them if he could,
From the gallows, where he’ll take his final bow—
From the gallows, where he’ll take his final bow.
©2010 J. Wrabek dba Outside Serivces Ltd. All the usual rights reserved just in case. No highwaymen were harmed in the writing of this song. They were already dead…