The Highwayman: Prologue
The Highwayman: The Wind Was a Torrent of Darkness
The Highwayman: He'd a French Cocked-Hat
The Highwayman: Over the Cobbles He Clattered
The Highwayman: And Dark in the Dark Old Inn-Yard
The Highwayman: One Kiss, My Bonnie Sweetheart
The Highwayman: He Rose Upright in the Stirrups
The Highwayman: He Did Not Come in the Dawning
The Highwayman: They Said No Word to the Landlord
The Highwayman: They Had Tied Her Up to Attention
The Highwayman: She Twisted Her Hands Behind Her
The Highwayman: The Tip of One Finger Touched It
The Highwayman: Tlot-Tlot!
The Highwayman: Tlot-Tlot! In the Frosty Silence
The Highwayman: He Turned. He Spurred Away to the West
The Highwayman: Back, He Spurred Like a Madman
The Highwayman: And Still of a Winter's Night