Versuri 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 twenty-five 
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 to Mexico 
I went aloft and furled 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 
 
I 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 remain 
And I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again.. 
  

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