The Highwayman 2 (phoenix)

Lonely Highway man, sad and down His whiskey glass on the table now He puts down his gun and breathes a sigh Leans back on his chair and breathes a sigh He's been tracked here, now theres no escape A cold sweat breaks out on his nape A lion most dangerous in sight of it's end But he is grizzled, in sight of his end He rubs his rough stubble and looks out The dawn is approaching like the men for the bout A trickle of light enters and he smiles Memories of where he went, all those miles The dust is stirred by an adventurous rat Expecting the man to rise, instead he sat He slowly closes his eyes taking in the sun The light goes in through his pores and they are one He hears a shout, the hooves of horse He stands up proud, with no remorse