Hawkhurst Songtext
von Ninebarrow

Oh if you see them in the night
Turn away, avert your sight
′Cos thinking on their necks to save
Cloaked men will dig your shallow grave

Thirty hundredweight in leaves
Ploughing through September seas
Stood upon a shadowed shore
Cloaked men wait for gin and more

The Revenue's ship attacks and then
Three Brothers lost, but not the men
Stood on cliffs with saddled steeds
Cloaked men ponder darker deeds


Through sunken roads they mount the raids
Those thirty men through forest glades
If you seem them on their midnight race
Remember not a single face tonight
Oh tonight

They regroup on the evening tide
Low on contraband and pride
At the inn they catch their breath
Cloaked men talk revenge and death

Those brazen men ride through the shire
Armed with guns and lit by fire
Full of ale and riding south
Cloaked men raid the Customs House

Through sunken roads they mount the raids
Those thirty men through forest glades
If you seem them on their midnight race
Remember not a single face tonight
Oh tonight


So if you see them in the night
Turn away, avert your sight
′Cos thinking on their necks to save
Cloaked men will dig your shallow grave