HmiI was a Ahighwayman. Along the Gcoach roads I did Hmiride
AWith sword and Gpistol by my Aside
EmiMany a Hmiyoung maid lost her Abaubles to my Gtrade
EmiMany a Hmisoldier shed his Alifeblood on my Gblade
HmiThe bastards Ahung me in the Gspring of Atwenty-Dfive
But GI am still Aalive.
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
Daround..and Aaround and Hmiaround and F#miaround
and Garound D - - Emi - - - - G-A-D - - - -
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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