Highwayman

I was a highwayman

Along the coach roads i did ride

With sword and pistol by my side

Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade

Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade

The bastards hung me in the spring of '25

But i am still alive

I was a sailor

I was born upon the tide

And with the sea i did abide

I sailed a schooner 'round the horn of mexico

I went aloft to furl the mainsail in a blow

And when the yards broke off they said that i got killed

But i am living still

I was a dam builder

Across the river deep and wide

Where steel and water did collide

A place called boulder on the wild colorado

I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below

They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound

But i am still around

I'll always be around and around and around

And around and around and around

I fly a star ship

Across the universe divide

And when i reach the other side

I'll find a place to rest my spirit if i can

Perhaps i may become a highwayman again

Or i may simply be a single drop of rain

But i will remain

And i'll be back again and again and again

And again and again and again