Down & Above The Highwayman
I was a highwayman
Along the coachroads I did ride
With sword and pistol at my side
Many a young maid lost their bottles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his life blood on my blade
The basterds hung me in the spring of 25
I am still alive
I was sailor
I was born upon the tide
With the sea I did abide
Sailed my schooner 'round the horn to Mexico
I ran a
When the yards broke out they said I got killed
I am living still
I was a dam builder
across the river deep and wide
Were steel and water did colide
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into that 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, and around, and around
I fly a starship
Across the universe divide
When I reach the other side
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
I'll be back again
And again, and again, and again
And again, and again, and again
