The wind was a rush of blackness among the windy trees,
The moon was a ghostly ship tossed upon cloudy skys
The road was a strip of moonlight over the open land
And the HighwayDraconequus came bouncing------
Bouncing---bouncing
The HighwayDraconequus came bouncing up to the old inn-door.
He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,
A coat of brown and white, and breeches of brown doe-skin;
They fitted with never a wrinkle: his boots were up to his thigh!
And he bounced with a jeweled twinkle,
His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the night sky.
Over the stone he bounced and sprang in the dark inn-yard,
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barracked;
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's teal-eyed daughter,
Fluttershy, the landlord's daughter,
Braiding a bright red love-knot into her long pink mane.
And dark in the dark old inn-yard a gate creaked
Where Big Mac the ostler listened; his face was red and peaked;
His eyes were hallways of madness, his mane like moldy hay,
But he loved the landlord's daughter,
Dumb as a Diamond dog he listened, and he heard the robber say-
'One kiss, my dear sweetheart, I'm after a prize tonight,
But I shall be back with yellow gold before the morning dawn;
Yet, if they press me sharply and chase me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though chaos should block the way.'
He flew up in the stirrups; he scarce could reach her hooves,
But she loosened her mane I' the casement! His face burnt like a apple
As the pink cascade of perfume came tumbling over his chest;
And he kissed it's waves in the moonlight,
(Oh, sweet, pink waves in the moonlight!)
Then he tugged at his reins in the moonlight, and bounced away to the West.
He did not come in the dawn; noor did not come at noon;
And out the yellow-orange sunset, before the rise the moon,
When the road was magic ribbon, covering the open land
A yellow-coat troop came galloping------
Galloping--galloping----
Queen Celestia's guards came galloping, up to the old inn-door.
They said no word to the landlord, they drank her cider instead,
But they gagged her daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed;
Two of them knelt at her casement, with automatic mini-cannons at their side!
There was death at every window;
And chaos at one dark window;
For Fluttershy could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride.
They had tied her up to attention, with a many snickering laugh;
And they had bound a automatic mini-cannon beside her, with the barrel beneath her chest!
'Now, keep a good watch' and they kissed her.
She heard the dead draconequus say-------
Look for me by moonlight;
Watch for by moonlight;
I'll come to thee by moonlight, through chaos should bar the way!
She twisted her hooves behind her; but the knots were held good!
She writhed her hooves till her hooves were wet with sweat.
They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like days,
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one hoove touched it! The trigger at last was hers!
The tip of one hoove touched it; she struggled no more for the rest!
Up, she stood up to the attention, with the barrel beneath her chest,
She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again;
For the road lay bare in the moonlight;
Blank and bare in the moonlight;
And the blood of her veins in the moonlight throbbed to her lover's refrain.
Sprong-sprong; Sprong-sprong! Had they heard it? The pogo stick spring springing clear;
Sprong-sprong; boing-boing, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did hear?
Down the strip of the moonlight, over the brow of the hill.
The HighwayDraconequus came bouncing
Bouncing, bouncing!
The yellow-coats looked to their priming! She got up, straight and still!
Sprong-spring, in the frosty silence. Sprong-sprong, in the echoing night!
Nearer he came and nearer! Her face was like a lightbulb!
Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath,
Then her hoove moves in the moonlight,
Her automatic mini-cannon shattered the moonlight,
Shattered her chest in the moonlight and warned him........with her death.
He turned, he spurred to the east; he did not know who stood
Bowed with her head o'er the automatic mini-cannon, drenched with her own red.......blood
Not till dawn did he hear it, his face grew pale to hear
How Fluttershy, the landlord's daughter,
The landlord's teal-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the moonlight there.
Back, he spurred like a maniac, shrieking a yell to the sky,
With the white road running away behind him and his rapier brandished high!
Blood-red were his spurs I' the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat,
When they shot him down on the highway,
Down like a dog on the highway,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his throat.
And still of a winter's night they say , when the wind was a rush of blackness among the windy trees,
The moon was a ghostly ship tossed upon cloudy skys
The road was a strip of moonlight over the open land
And the HighwayDraconequus came bouncing------
Bouncing---bouncing
The HighwayDraconequus came bouncing up to the old inn-door.
Over the stone he bounced and sprang in the dark inn-yard,
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barracked;
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's teal-eyed daughter,
Fluttershy, the landlord's daughter,
Braiding a bright red love-knot into her long pink mane.
