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Oh, once I loved an outlaw |
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He came and stole my heart |
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Oh, how I count the hours |
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Since we were torn apart |
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On the road to Fairfax County |
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I spied a highwayman |
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He wanted all my money |
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My heart beat like a drum |
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I gave him all my money |
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And sweet he smiled at me |
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His beauty eye took pity |
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Beneath the black oak tree |
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We kissed but for an hour |
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The sun was newly warm |
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The clouds were as the flowers |
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That bloom but for a morn |
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He gave back all my money |
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And bowed most gallantly |
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He promised for to meet me |
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That night beneath the tree |
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We'd flee to some far island |
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And there we would be wed |
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And freely we would live there |
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With no price upon his head |
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That night I went to meet him |
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With my inheritance |
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He kissed me 'neath the half moon |
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And joyful we did dance |
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Oh, love betrays all secrets |
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It whispers in the breeze |
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The Sheriff, he did follow |
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With all his deputies |
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Like hounds rushing to slaughter |
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The fox whose luck is run |
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And he stood erect and cursed them |
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God damn you every one |
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They seized him in a fury |
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And heeding not my pleas |
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They hung him from the oak tree |
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Where he made love to me |
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Ohh, once I loved an outlaw |
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He came and stole my heart |
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Oh, how I count the hours |
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Since we were torn apart |
