The Highwayman

THE HIGHWAYMAN I was a highwayman Along the coach roads I did ride With sword and pistol by my side And many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade And many a soldier left his life blood on my blade They finally hung me in the spring of '25 But I am still alive I was a sailor And I was born upon the tide And with the sea I did abide I sailed a schooner 'round the horn to Mexico I went aloft to furl the mainsail in a blow And when the yards broke off they say 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 And always round and round, around, around, around, around I'll fly a starship 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 still remain I'll be back again Ba ba ba ba baaaaa doodeloodeloodeloo Ba ba ba ba baaaaa doodeloodeloodeloo