Wylde Nept: Music & Lyrics
The Landlord's Daughter
Listen close: The Landlord’s daughter, who works at a smuggler’s Inn, dresses up like her Highwayman lover, and leads the troops away so he can escape. Sweet.
Lovely Brea the landlord’s daughter At the Two Stags down the road Served them whiskey with their water Slapped their hands when they grew bold T’was a dusky twilight evening While the inn was fit to burst When Liam the one-eyed crofter Limped inside and spat and cursed There’re soldiers headed this way Must be thirty score of men They are coming for the outlaw And we’ll not see Jack again - Now some men gathered weapons And some yelled “Hide the ale!” And some ran out the backway “Oh they’ll not put me in jail!” Lovely Brea the landlord’s daughter At the Two Stags down the road Served them whiskey with their water Slapped their hands when they grew bold Those remaining whispered fiercely What they needed was a plan They were smugglers of the coastline And the highwayman was kin - Then the soldiers marched in boldly And surveyed them one and all Poor Liam the one-eyed crofter Limped off meekly down the hall Where he lifted up his eye-patch And he kissed the lovely Brea And she held him oh so tightly As he made set flee Well meanwhile in the great room All the patrons bowed their best While desire burned within them to send each guard to his rest - Then drunken Jarmer Mappestone With a sign from Black Kurrynt Threw a mug at Captain Blowhard And the bloody war began There was fighting in the corner There was biting there was muss There was not one soldier standing Not involved in fisticuffs Then from the door a warning Liam held the lantern high Pointing out the night black rider’s Silhouette against the sky - And the Corporal cried, “The outlaw!” And the captain gave a roar All the soldiers ran out wildly Forming just outside the door Where they saddled up their horses And rode off after their mark You could hear the hoof beats pounding Fading off into the dark Then Gunnar set to laughing And Tinker set to wail And the Bosky started filling every smuggler’s cup with ale - For they knew they chased a phantom And ‘lame’ Liam bid farewell And raced off to meet his sweetheart, Lovely Brea, behind the mill Lovely Brea, the landlord’s daughter, And the one-eyed outlaw, Jack Were not seen again in that town And they’re never coming back