Marketa's new Highwayman verses

The wind was a torrent of darkness upon the dark tree,

It seemed as if they were monstrous figures, but instead of hair they had leaves,

the moonlight was a thin, white material falling on the road,

and there the highwayman was arriving-arriving-arriving,

the highwayman was arriving up to the old, dirty inn door.

 

He had a French cocked hat,

And the buttons he had on his coat, they twinkled as diamonds,

The wind was hitting his cheeks and forehead, when he was arriving on his horse,

He tried to cover his face, but it was even worse,

He was coming closer and closer to the old, dirty inn door.

 

Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard,

He tapped on the door and weighted and then saw the door was barred,

Then he tried to tap the window, but nothing came from there……

He tried to tap once more and there he saw the landlord’s black-eyed daughter,

There he saw the landlord’s daughter doing her in there.

 

It was getting darker and darker,

 while they were talking and they did not know the Tim the Osler was listening,

his face become red with anger he was very angry now…………

he dashed inside, without a smile and tried to kill the highwayman, but he could not,

 

Bess the landlords black-eyed daughter slowly came to Tim the Osler,

She said to him “you are not the one I want I do not need you” so Tim the Osler disappointed now took a knife

And …….killed him self,

The next month Bess and the highwayman decided to get married.