Linda Ronstadt - Loving the Highway Man

The wind is a warning
These fields turn to sand
My family will not answer me now
Damned, damned, damned I am
Loving the highwayman
Damned, damned, damned I am
Loving the highwayman

Damned, damned, damned I am
Loving the highwayman

Don't say where this ring came from
From whose shaking hand
Don't say who lies bleeding for me
Damned, damned, damned I am
Loving the highwayman
Damned, damned, damned I am
Loving the highwayman

Loving the highwayman

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 highwayman
Damned, damned, damned I am
Loving the highwayman

Loving the highwayman