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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeHighwayman
I was a highwayman.Along the coach roads I did rideWith sword and pistol by my sideMany a young maid lost her baubles to my tradeMany a soldier shed his lifeblood on my bladeThe bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-fiveBut I am still alive.I was a sailor.I was born upon the tideAnd with the sea I did abide.I sailed a schooner round the Horn to MexicoI went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blowAnd when the yards broke off they said that I gotkilledBut I am living still.I was a dam builder across the river deep and wideWhere steel and water did collideA place called Boulder on the wild ColoradoI slipped and fell into the wet concrete belowThey buried me in that great tomb that knows no soundBut I am still around... I'll always be around...And around and around and around and aroundI fly a starship across the Universe divideAnd when I reach the other sideI'll find a place to rest my spirit if I canPerhaps I may become a highwayman againOr I may simply be a single drop of rainBut I will remainAnd I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again...
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