Highwayman

I was a highwayman

Along the coach roads I did ride

Sword and pistol by my side

Many a young maid lost her baubbles to my trade

Many a soldier shed his life blood 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

The way of the sea I did abide

I sailed a schooner 'round the horn of mexico

I went aloft to furl the mainsail so little 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 burried me in that grey 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

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