Verse:
I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads I did ride
Sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her bottles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his life blood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty five
But I am still alive
Verse:
I was a sailor, I was born upon the tide,
With the sea I did abide,
I sailed a schooner round the horn of Mexico,
I went aloft and furled the main sail in a blow,
And when the yard broke off they say that I got killed,
But I am living still
Verse:
I was a damnbuilder
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 m still around
I ll always be around, and around, and around, and around, and around
Verse:
I ll fly a starship
cross the universe divine
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 - repeat and fade)
